AnnMarie Eldon

I want you

I want you to call a meeting
in my cunt
I want you to write the agenda and then stick to it
I want you to turn up unannounced and screw it
I want your directors your investors your speculators your animal testers
in my cunt
I want you to make it a brand
I want the grand the second-hand the canned the sweated salted pan-fried
suntanned stoned single-malted jellied jarred mechanised and undermanned
in my cunt
I want the barred the banned the pitied the marred the scarred the various assorted
in my cunt
I want them hosted I want them toasted and I want honey-roasted
I want the courted the dated the feted celebrated the underrated
in my cunt
I want them borrowed I want them lent I want them taxed fined overdrawn and spent
in my cunt
I want them early I want them late I want them awaited
in my cunt
I want them carbonated chlorinated percolated fluorinated
I want them long short précised abbreviated censored expurgated
in my cunt
I want them hell-bent pimped limp stiff dressed spiced trounced dumped dead tipped tripped trapped pumped primed ponced
in my cunt
I want the attested the arrested the sorely tested
in my cunt
I want rich men poor men beggar men and thieves
I want take this take that round robin jackshit diddlysquat
in my cunt
I want Adam I want Eve I want the Garden of Eden the Twelve Tribes and more than enough seating
in my cunt
I want you to arrive I want you to leave I want you to thrive I want you to take pity
in my cunt
I want you to take shelter take care take cover lay siege move over moreover
I want you to hold steady make ready
in my cunt
I want your fleet I want your gain I want your storm troopers high seas heavy losses hard won terrain
in my cunt
I want your sacred and profane prophecies obituaries broken promises lame excuses profuse apologies and any other business
in my cunt
vetted spellchecked typeset diarised photocopied faxed backed up graffitied scrawled reinstalled and texted lest I forget: I want you to meet your calling
in my cunt

# posted by AnnMarie Eldon @ 8:19 pm 0 comments

I want you

I want you to make war in my cunt
I want you to abuse your hedonism and then schmooze it
I want you bandit on my road to Apocrypha
I want you to sign a secret treaty and then refute it
I want your Lucifer look-alikes I want your cluster strikes I want your military order
in my cunt
I want you to drive your tanks along the trackless sand in my cunt and flatten
.............................................................................the already homeless
I want you to ask the World Bank to pay for it
I want you to forfeit your rights to fresh water
in my cunt
I want you to lie down and whimper
I want your missile code I want blood all over the road
I want Coca-Cola to make soda
in my cunt
I want the company to deplete all wells I want babies’ bellies to swell with constant hunger
I want the ironmonger selling slaughter with your guns
in my cunt
I want your daughter gang raped I want crack cocaine I want all relatives slain
I want no rain I want minefields I want night raids I want dead sheep
rotten teeth AIDS and phantom limb pain
in my cunt
I don’t ever want it to be over
I want to run for cover
in my cunt
I want to shout for my mother
I want your polemics beliefs disputed boundaries your oil sheiks your gulag factories
your lack of government your dispossessed disenfranchised repossessed lowest
class your non achievers fervent believers
in my cunt
I want your doublebinds your headlines your wealth your alibis your convincing media bullshit
I want you to stuff me full of it
in my cunt
I want you to live behind dark glasses and an electric fence above any suspicion
I want your botoxed celluliteless legged fake tittied trophy size-nought wife practicing her catwalk
in my cunt
I want you smooth talking whiter than white your height-weight ratio perfect
I want you beyond all redemption
I want millions dead
in my cunt
I want your head with its clear conscience asleep on your pillow
in my cunt at peace dreaming of running along some endlessly Jungian .......................................................................................beach
I want you to teach the children lies:
paradise is paramount
in my cunt

# posted by AnnMarie Eldon @ 7:36 pm 1 comments

I want you

I want you to wake up in my cunt
I want you to yawn and bend and stretch
I want you to draw apart the curtains to my soul and
..............................................throw open the window
I want you to walk around and around in my cunt
...................................................until the sun comes out
I want you to say hi shake hands laugh cry sing dance shout
I want you to celebrate in with about without my cunt by for before during after
I want you to creep run doubt dither hover zither slurp and saunter
I want you to chill out hang out dial out roll out pig out speak out flat out
hitherto for thereafter
I want you to fail I want you to succeed I want you to falter
I want your doppelganger zeitgeist id and alter ego
in my cunt
I want your presence spirit psyche world possessions money home children enemies and aura
in my cunt
And when you are done I want you dusted and busted and fabulously gloriously re-
alusted
in my cunt
I want you to rest in my cunt with your head
.......................................on my breasts
I want your worst
I want your best
I want your testimony to my cunt
I want you unstressed impressed best dressed highly suggestible in my cunt
I want your whisperfest in my cunt
I want you defenceless and exhausted
I want you to fall asleep in my cunt
I want you to seep I want you to leap through dreams of every possible permutation and celebratory aspiration inspiration frustration altercation in my cunt
Don’t hurry
Don’t tarry
I want you to:
..................marry
my cunt

# posted by AnnMarie Eldon @ 12:35 pm 0 comments

spinal tap 1

when she left she
left me a slice sliced that
should be strikedthrough
but BBCode won’t allow it like-
wise I hate old men who hate old women
who talk about masturbation who won’t allow
it so that I look for hubrisses on
floors because of disproportion
ate strikes
...................................................................and
fabulous other stuff to be constantly wiped and
masturbation allows for that like-
wise doghair which is why I
keep dogs (so) after the
left there is the spine to be sliced that
extraordinary scenario the one fewer
old women escape ah and how old women
hate
(you) would be surprised “well dears .....................the
enemy is outside in the hall a puckered Klein with fullbodyhair
μing like Lothario on speed” so that’s why dogs dogs!
especially ooh the little one which licks when she
left me sliced waiting for
my eventual degeneration
she forgot the fun I might
have my little cackle circle
laughing and laughing and hence
at their expense a full hand and them dithering themselves as to
values mean
while the younger ones it’s true still suffer “once we were married he
went so (his ethnic background) on me” but all I can do is advise more
filth on the floor I say don’t answer the doorbellphonetextphone don’t. Just look
down there is more than enough crap beneath your feet she after all left me
little liver pots surrounded by their own myelin sheaths
now puckered as fluted pastry cases I’ll get someyoung
unsunbathed flabpupp submissivemale in here who’ll
kneel (a wholedose of history in each masturbabyory spot)
......................................................................and
clean
up

# posted by AnnMarie Eldon @ 12:01 pm 1 comments