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Unicorn Junkie
Unicorn Junkie
Unicorn Junkie
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Unicorn Junkie

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This first collection of poems from M.R. Barnsley is filled with profanity, vulgarities and explicit knowledge that only a few people should read. Are you one of those people? Why don't you find out for yourself...

LanguageEnglish
PublisherM.R. Barnsley
Release dateDec 9, 2009
ISBN9781452402888
Unicorn Junkie
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M.R. Barnsley

I was born.Someday I will die.In the middle, I hope to write to something worth reading. So far, I've got "Unicorn Junkie" and "The Play My Mother Hates".That'll do.

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    Unicorn Junkie - M.R. Barnsley

    Unicorn Junkie

    By: M.R. Barnsley

    Published by Beeber Publications at Smashwords

    © Copyright 2009 M.R. Barnsley

    Contents

    1 Dirty

    2 Baby Delilah Cries at the Moon

    3 Maybe We’s Like Fish

    4 The Death of Mei Ling

    5 The First Five Lines Are the Title

    6 Heartache Is An Ugly Bitch

    7 Possession: Class D Substance

    8 God Damn!

    9 They Say I’m Not a Team Player

    10 Drunk and Mostly Naked

    11 News at 11

    12 RBH

    13 Summer 2003

    14 The Day I Fell In Love With You

    15 Tragedy

    16 Winter 2003

    17 Dogs

    18 Haiku 47

    19 Preservation of the World

    20 Springtime Disappointments

    21 4:17 Boston Waterfront

    22 A Confession: My Secret to Dieting Success

    23 Oolijee (moon)

    24 Sunset at Hanson Farm

    25 One True Vice

    Let’s Begin…

    Dirty

    She’ll go home tonight

    To her vibrator and fantasies

    She’ll power it up

    With batteries and electricity

    And have an orgasm

    Thinking about god knows what

    But it’s lonely for her

    Because when she’s done

    And the vibrating stops…

    She’s had her fill

    She’ll lie next to nothing

    And when she has a nightmare

    She’ll reach for the man

    She wishes was there but isn’t

    And feel only cool cotton sheets

    I envy that emptiness

    That loneliness

    I’ll scream out the window

    For the whores to stop singing

    Their song about nothing

    But I’ll only be a dog

    Barking at the moon

    Baby Delilah Cries at the Moon

    blackened baby hole,

    a womb of concrete and water

    impregnated two days ago

    by fear, shame, and a rejection

    of motherly love,

    similar in means to Moses

    but with opposing ends

    aside from the audience

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