Pretty Girls

All I do is walk about them in this valley of the Sun

they’re so often

they can soften your mind

if you let them often

I often take on endeavors that profit my lifestyle

all of these remarkable beauties I encounter, thee attire their fitting, thee smiles I’m receiving on an often so soothing often right before my organic opticals I can feel their flesh before eye contact

it’s not just an imagination

this is just an actual happening quite often…

Grooves of the Solar Body touching their epidermis perfectly

plentiful burning sensations on a daily basis

just inhale how daily you’ll see short shorts with Pretty Buttocks showing

Bodily dresses promoting Katrina within my grasp, I Love this land I live in…

She enjoys strawberries I’m feeding her within my grips

Sunsets I’m showing her warming her thinking membrane

She expressed to me that she wants me to express my poetry vocally to her streams seeping to her synapses deeply I can merely touch certain women and arouse them mentally

She’s flown among this country constantly

been in strip clubs


playful magic sexually

I desire that…

Let’s make contact…

Shall we?

The Prince and The King

We started in a region of the country that had us somewhat stagnant…

We always found angles there

the rise of our empire was oncoming we never stopped we knew we were destined to be reunited when we could…

We always do things together

We always hold our own

We’re always told we are very much alike

I always feel that more empowered when I’m with him

the charisma combined is undeniable

We walk in rooms and always gather attention without a syllable spoken

 we’re Goku and Gohan amongst the universe

Scorpion and Subzero we wore them shirts together I had our symbols embedded in my Soul multiple epiphanies striking me as we continue our progress of sustaining our royalty…

as we are arising in close similitude amongst this fiery valley together

we’re searing minds with our ideas then your subconscious will hit you with a flashpoint of a memory of seeing us the burn will reoccur at any given moment as we have supplanted ourselves as individuals that our securing our thrones…

Have a conversations with us…

We speak in Kingdoms…

Published by Mike Zone

Mike Zone is the former Editor in Chief of Dumpster Fire Press and managing editor of Concrete Mist Press. The author of Screaming in the End: Poems and Stories, Fuck You: A Fucking Poetry Chap, Shedding Dark Places (almost), One Hell of a Muse , as well as coauthor of The Grind and Razorville. A frequent contributor to Alien Buddha Press and Mad Swirl. His work has been featured in: A Thin Slice of Anxiety, Black Shamrock Magazine, Horror Sleaze Trash, Better Than Starbucks, Piker Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Synchronized Chaos, and Cult Culture magazine.

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