Hey guys, here in the body of this post is a poem written by Candyrockstar that she left in the comment section of one of the previous Boho Week of Poetry Lusty Extravaganza. We read and we respond, oh yeah. So any other posters out there, don't be shy to give us a snippet or two. Thanks a lot, Candyrockstar, you are amazing amongst the wreckage of our postmodern fantasia.
Candyrockstar's poem:
i'm just like that tiny black widow
i'll crawl into your bed
take what i want
and leave with your head
without a stir, still peaceful like a prayer
i don't mind
the lack of backbone
or the fact that my love
is only as sweet
as the shapeless webs i weave
or the poison i make you drink
from dripping lips
as i collect your gifts-
your attempts
to calm me down
but i'm not here to listen to your song
of sweet release
you should have known
i'd never let you leave
no one gets away from me that free
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