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Honey De, I See.
Robert Hawkins
I look at you,
Asleep.
I'm amazed.
Your the babe.
I look .
How do you now see me?
Asleep,
Your so beautiful.
I feel like clay.
Look at your face.
That little turn.
Right side of your mouth.
Turned down.
Yet look so cute.
How I get such a rush,
So sound asleep?
Yet it's you who slumber.
I'm wide awake.
Trace your nipples.
Touch that inner part of your thigh.
Your smile barely moves.
Did I hear a 'Purrr'.
As a man.
I think.
Godamn!
Thank you!
rlh
Note: Audience,,hush draws over all,,the anouncement.
Emily Reeve approaches the podium.
With Bobby's Pulitser.
A quick shot to his knee takes Bobby out.
Emily says fat chance you got buster.
Damn bum.
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: