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Out there pickin'!

by Johnny Crimson

Accepting apologies for the sugar on his dick
While sweet mouth girls crawl around the fire

Their throats full of cum
As the chocolate melts in their eyes

With a smile like the face of god
The satisfied pig leaves this place

The whores take turns stabbing one another in the tub

Only to bleed out more than they can chew

They've got timeclocks where mirrors should be
And a jungle gym where a lone swingset once stood

Kimo wants out
A whore not like the rest

Upon fucking her you'd find that she truly enjoys it

She throws back youre money
and begs you to stay the night

Kimo plans to escape with the help of her dead brother

His ghost can be seen

in the fields

behind the house

The plan is to run as fast as she can
through the tall stalks in the middle of the night
When a date was set and her last chore was complete

She took off like hell at 12:45

At 2:13 3 miles away
Officer Femstar is getting road head in his squad car
When a call came in

"We got a body out here on 7 lakes terrace. In the corn field behind the house.19yr old caucasian female. Suspect in question was seen traveling down the interstate in a bloody sheet. You know like a ghost. Fucking jerk-off we got here. Won't speak, won't say shit. We'll get him down to questioning in the morning."

"You out there Femstar?"

Officer Femstar turned off his cb and applied pressure to her head

He leaned the seat back

And as his eyes rolled in his head

He thought about the dead girl

And wondered if the bloody ghost man fucked her before he killed her

09/19/2007

Posted on 09/20/2007
Copyright © 2025 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/20/07 at 03:15 AM

Heh. This ought to be a short story. It certainly has the dialog for it.

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