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Writer's pictureTin Can Poetry

Portal Man By Bronwyn Liddle

When I close my eyes I can go anywhere.

Teleportation is real, I wouldn’t lie I swear.

I shut my lids, then like magic

I’m in your room, my ass is bare.

My dick is out, but you’re not there.

I do what anyone would do-

What they’d want to, but wouldn’t dare:

I dance naked on your bed

Then try on your underwear,

Then I tear it off!

Clothes are for squares.

I smash all the mirrors

So that only I can meet your stare.

Then I carve a little message,

Signed with blood, because I care.

It isn’t mine, I killed your dog

Because I don’t like to share.

To show my devotion I lift my leg

And urinate, to mark my lair.

I picture your face

Sparkling with steaming hot piss.

Then I disappear without a trace,

But even though we’ve yet to meet,

By now, you know

You belong to me.

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