- Joined
- Jan 16, 2016
For anybody who knows Yeats' Leda and the Swan, possibly the greatest poem of the last century, I give you
Kero and the Dog
A sudden blow: the fat arms flailing still
Above the staggering dog, its thighs caressed
On the dark web, a vid for sickos' thrill,
He holds its helpless breast upon his breast.
How can those terrified vague pawpads thrash
The 4 inch glory from its loosening thighs?
And how can doggy, laid by that white trash,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken mind, the zoophile lynching hour,
And moral reason dead.
Being so fucked up,
So mastered by the sweet smell of dog hair,
Did he switch off his camera with full power
Before the net could let the video drop?
Kero and the Dog
A sudden blow: the fat arms flailing still
Above the staggering dog, its thighs caressed
On the dark web, a vid for sickos' thrill,
He holds its helpless breast upon his breast.
How can those terrified vague pawpads thrash
The 4 inch glory from its loosening thighs?
And how can doggy, laid by that white trash,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins engenders there
The broken mind, the zoophile lynching hour,
And moral reason dead.
Being so fucked up,
So mastered by the sweet smell of dog hair,
Did he switch off his camera with full power
Before the net could let the video drop?