[ NSFW ] Poema sucio y oscuro / Dirty, dark poem
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Sí, soy una gatita
me dejo querer pero cuando hay luna llena
todo se va a la mierda
y no te has dado cuenta cómo tengo de afiladas las uñas.
Los he visto llegar en silencio y se acomodan en mi lomo
con sus ojos saltones
ahí les dejo la piel para que vivan
con aquellas manos desolladoras
como escarabajos en mi espalda están.
Sí, soy una gatita y te digo que me folles duro
vinieron del cielo con su dark metal
pastillas
látigo
dolor
látigo
placer…
Sí, soy tu gatita
pero también podría clavarte mis garras
y que tu sangre se envenene con este orgasmo
¿ves?
no puedes dominarme
hay luna llena, ellos vinieron del cielo
todo es heavy, cariño
todo es heavy.
¿Has visto como me quito este rostro?
camino con mi contoneo de gatita puta
hacia tu nave
pero no eres tú quien me espera
es el éxtasis emborrachándose en mi alcohol barato
el ventilador de pared que ya no le cabe más mugre
susurrando obscenidades.
¿Y tú quien eres?
¿dónde estás ahora que me miras de reojo y no entiendes cómo puedo ser tan sucia?
Este reloj lo he botado ayer en la basura
y hoy marca las 2 am…
Ella no era yo Ella no eras tú Créeme tú Ella sabía qué hacer 1
Solo poemas, Jim,
son esas las naves que te llevaron al desierto.
Estoy sola con mi letanía
Sí, soy tu gatita
(hagamos el amor)
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Yes, I am a kitten
I let myself be loved but when the moon is full
everything goes to shit
And you haven't noticed how sharp my nails are.
I've seen them come in silence and they settle on my back
with their bulging eyes
there I leave them my skin to live
with those flaying hands
like beetles on my back they are.
Yes, I'm a kitten and I tell you to fuck me hard
they came from the sky with their dark metal
pills
whip
pain
whip
pleasure...
Yes, I'm your kitten
but I might as well dig my claws into you
and let your blood be poisoned by this orgasm
See?
you can't overpower me
there's a full moon, they came from the sky
it's all heavy, baby
it's all heavy.
Have you seen how I take this face off?
I walk with my kitty whore wiggle
towards your spaceship
but it's not you waiting for me
it's the ecstasy getting drunk on my cheap booze
the wall fan that can't hold any more dust
whispering obscenities.
And who are you?
where are you now that you look at me sideways and don't understand how I can be so dirty?
This watch I threw it in the trash yesterday
and today it says 2 am...
She wasn't me She wasn't you Believe me you She knew what to do 1
Just poems, Jim,
are those the ships that took you to the desert.
I'm alone with my litany
Yes, I'm your kitty
(let's make love)
1 - Versos del poema de Jim Morrison titulado Estar solo / Lines from Jim Morrison's poem Being Alone
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Muy heavy !!!
Y cerrando con el Jim pidiendo que lo amén (lo destollen) dos veces más...
...no me fijé si anoche había luna llena...
Si escuché a los gatas del barrio chillando bastante...
Miau 🐈⬛🐈
Buenos días, @saraleo, @rumbapoet y Omi.
Jim died at the age of twenty seven, they say from heart failure :/ Maybe pain, darkness, sadness, excitement and lines were the eerie vehicles that took him to another world. A riddle, who would know.
Good morning, I guess it's already morning in Havana 🌞 How you will spend your day today? I will need to practice a bit, but my head is starting to give migraine signals. Also, it's Saturday and I remember as a child we always made the main house cleaning on this day. It was somehow a tradition and I think my mom still does it on this day. In any case, have a great weekend @nanixxx ✨
And you know I love riddles 😏 Life is full of those brief... but intense things. I had an intense early morning with music and The Doors, plus some glimpses of that other moon where pain and pleasure run very deep. It's confusing...
Maybe it's all wrapped up in one idea...
Around here the day will be a cleansing day too.
You know what I say in those cases when miss migraine hits. You attack it with water... Lots of water. Surround yourself with gallons of water and let that energy transport her to another galaxy.
I hope you feel well soon and can put your hands to fly on the piano.
Thanks, I got better (though not 100% migraine-free but alive phase) y me puse en marcha hahahaha 🎶
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¿Anoche hubo luna llena?
Si la hubo debe estar como luna de sangre,
Con rubores que se llevó el frío
Por los maullidos
Que contempló satisfecha,
Complaciente y comprensiva.
¡Ay, mamá!!
Aquí la hubo, no sé si en otras latitudes 😂
Yay! 🤗
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Journalists and crypto-lovers always get together like rolling stones hahaha.
Fascinante y desatado !!!! ;)
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Jajajajajaja jajajajaja... Amigo, sí. Tienes razón en lo de "desatado"
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Hola @nanixxx
Gracias por tu participación con este texto cadencioso e irreverente... Como una gatita!
Bueno, se recomienda leer con Jim Morrison de background 🤭
Solo hice lo que nos pediste que fuéramos creativos.
Oye amigo, sigues de parrandas?
Saludos!
Este poema me recuerda un poco a los de Charles Bukowski por su lenguaje descarnado. Excelente forma de abordar el tema de los ovnis. Disfruté la lectura. Saludos, @nanixxx.
Hola, oh siii... Me encanta Bukowski. Creo que es muy interesante escribir con ese ritmo, hablar de cosas duras y miserables también. Pero no todos podemos ponernos a la altura del maestro. So... Hay que aceptarlo.
Gracias 😊 qué bueno verte por acá.
Gracias por unirte al reto semanal junto a Días ECENCYales.
Gracias por el espacio 🤗 y las buenas ideas.