Saturday, January 26, 2013

ee cummings on Abe Vigoda




if I should sleep with a lady called death
get another man with firmer lips
to take your new mouth in his teeth
(hips pumping pleasure into hips).

Seeing how the limp huddling string
of your smile over his body squirms
kissingly, I will bring you every spring
handfuls of little normal worms.

Dress deftly your flesh in stupid stuffs,
phrase the immense weapon of your hair.
Understanding why his eye laughs,
I will bring you every year

something which is worth the whole,
an inch of nothing for your soul.

29 comments:

  1. Tits
    bounce
    and
    reach and run....
    for life.
    They sometimes strectch.

    They can be small inconsequential.
    They can be large and important.

    They tempt.
    And
    They are distracting.

    They can cause us
    so many
    distractions.


    tits, hallow, large, bountiful

    tits.

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  2. When the spirit is willing but the flesh can't get it up --
    Still think you're a lover? You've got a lochen kop!

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  3. Tits Rest
    Confident
    In their
    Ability
    To be
    Everything
    At least
    To most men

    Titus: The Momma Lochen called. She's worried you might be far-mished or far-shimmelt, far-schmootzed, far-bloonje-ed
    or far-kahcked...Something like that. She kept breaking up.

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  4. s
    ad tits
    h
    appy tits
    round and tall t
    i
    t
    s
    The Diversity OF
    tits. The
    fierce URGENCY of
    tits.
    Hope Floats and So Do Tits.

    tits are now taking nappy.
    sleep tight tits, lullaby.


    thank you.

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  5. Tits
    are like
    jello.

    They never stay
    in the same place

    They jiggle here
    and
    there.

    Don't trust tits.

    Respect tits.

    But they are very
    shiffty.


    Tits.

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  6. Tits have nowhere to travel
    No agenda to call their own.
    Except to serve and erect
    They move in place
    Present and accounted for
    Close to the heart
    Content to be considered Home.

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  7. Pointy tits are the best tits.
    Saggy tits are the saddest tits.
    Small tits are ignored tits.
    Enormous tits are mocked tits.
    Ginormous nipples are difficult to
    suck.
    Pregger tits leak and can cause damage to your blouse.
    Pancake tits cry out for love.
    Love in the name of Love.

    tits.

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  8. Tits nourish and delight
    The next best thing
    To carrying a set
    Of your own
    Is feeling a pair
    Alongside
    Knowing they're yours
    To have and to hold
    Without reservation.

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  9. Sometimes tits can be
    sassy wassy.
    And those tits require
    spanky wanky.
    But those tits
    become spunky wunky
    titty witty
    please behave
    and
    know
    your place.

    We are watching weighing and judiging you tits.

    Afterall you are just tits.
    thanks tits.
    tits.


    thank you tits.
    ti

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  10. Tits...Can't Touch 'Em

    Oh, Oh, Oh,
    Told you homeboy Titus
    (You can't touch 'em)
    Yeah, these tits are swingin'
    And you know
    (You can't touch 'em)
    Look at those mofos, man
    (You can't touch them)
    Beg and plead, opine all day
    (You can't touch 'em)
    Yo, let me bust you funky poems
    (You can't touch 'em)

    Either work hard
    or you might as well quit
    That's word because you know...
    You can't touch this
    You can't touch this
    You can't touch this

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  11. Sassy Wassy
    Titty Witties
    Have Been
    Naughty Waughty
    and now need
    a
    Spanky Wanky

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  12. Tits

    What
    More
    Can
    Be
    Said?

    It
    All
    Centers
    On
    This:

    Some
    have
    Them
    Some
    Don't!

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  13. Well you know what Mamam?

    Sometimes you feel like a nut....

    And sometimes you don't.

    You are like my catfish.

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  14. Mamam
    is our gal.
    She doesn't
    give a shit.
    Her tits may sag.
    But fuck that.
    She has lived and knows
    that saggy tits
    don't matter.

    All that matters....
    is you have a set
    of tits.

    Because those tits
    are your power.

    tits.

    Thank you and good night.

    Keep reaching for the stars and allow your tits all the freedom and independence they deserve.

    tits.
    bouncing.
    hard....
    or soft.
    Just fucking tits.

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  15. Tits are tits, Titus

    Nuts are nuts.

    The poetry scale

    Always tips

    On the side of tits.

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  16. The power of tits to inspire can never be overestimated.

    As for being your catfish I'll go with def four or three, but reference to any of the rest tips you into the Sore Loser Salinsky category. Which would be a shame, since you've been virtually bursting with creative vim.

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  17. Danged slippery catfish.

    How many people are looking up catfish and bothering to get their thumbs involved with a vote?

    These are queer times.

    Some things are almost, but not quite as amazing as tits.

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  18. Nice set up, though! Almost as good as the tit shape of the first poem.

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  19. Mamam, it is very common for straight women to fall for faggy's. Haven't you ever watched Oprah?

    There are support groups. I will help too. We can overcome this and become BFF's/

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  20. Bosom Buddies no less.
    --------------------

    Fat guys
    Skinny guys
    Men as hard as rock

    Tall guys
    Short guys
    Even those who have the pox

    Love Tits

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  21. Mamam I will be the fag and you will be the fag hag.

    Or

    I will be the fruit and you will be the fruit fly.

    Every woman needs and deserves a fag friend.

    We will listen to every one of your desires, problems, issues. Straight men generally don't have that gene.

    We are amazing listeners.

    I am listening....

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  22. 95% of my job is listening to women bitch about their jobs, coworkers, managers, career progression, salaries, etc.

    And they fucking love me.

    I can't fucking get them out of my office. I run over the time with them and then the next fish enters and I listen and listen and listen to her issues, including balancing work/family-yes, me, fag talking to someone about balancing work/family-can you believe it?

    Geez, what about fucking me?

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  23. The Catfish and the Lochen Kop?

    One Fish
    Two Fish
    Red Fish
    Blue Fish.

    It won't work Titus, we are too diverse, too red and blue. But I'm game to continue baiting your hook and feeding you enough lines to keep the tankie topped.

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  24. MamaM said...

    Fat guys
    Skinny guys
    Men as hard as rock

    Tall guys
    Short guys
    Even those who have the pox

    Love Tits


    Armour Vincit Omnia

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  25. So this is where MamaM spends all her time.

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  26. @MamaM: Did you try googling Titus' verse?

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  27. Nope. No need to google. Most of it leads back to the Urban Dic, where he lurks, picking up feed corn to flip in the water.

    I know I'm in trouble when a line like: "but they are very shifty" makes me laugh, because it means he's working the pond, angling, getting ready to land the catfish line and I follow the lure at my own peril.

    Bosom Buddies one day, Siluriformes and Chuckleheads the next.

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  28. Chick, I don't mean to be rude but this is Mamam and my little private posting. I appreciate your interest but we are catfishing in here and would prefer do be alone.

    thanks.

    Now Mamam lets get back to us....what are you wearing?

    And spare no details and ignore the interlopers.

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