Sex Stories

Don’t tell me your sex stories
with flowers,
because I know that it’s bullshit.
Tell me what it was like
that one time
you both got drunk
and she burped in your mouth
after she took off her shirt,
but you kissed her anyway
so she wouldn’t feel embarrassed.
Tell me how you tried
and tried
and tried
a few times
to get your pants off,
but you eventually gave up and just
wore them around your ankles
so that you could hurry back to her.
Tell me that you would fuck her
even though neither
you
nor her
are flowers.
Because you’re not.
And that’s ok.


DEAD RED FISH

35 responses to “Sex Stories”

  1. This is brilliant! Sex, love, life. They are messy things and you, as always, write the truth of it. I always love that about your poetry, Lou! Great piece!

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    1. shit. thank you very much. very kind

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  2. More people should write about the real shit. I’d follow way more people if that actually happened. Great observations Lou, as per.

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    1. it would be cool if they did. and thank you

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  3. amazing beautifully love expressed

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    1. glad you liked it. thanks for reading

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  4. Life is messy, visceral and smelly. Good observation Lou

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    1. very smelly. thank you

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  5. This is basic woman “attention-whoring” to make you think she is of value.
    Shock value to try to impress with how cool she is…
    Tell the girl how you “King-Kong-Donkey-f*cked” her Mom.
    That will put things in perspective for her.
    See you in “Church” tomorrow Lou. 🙂

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    1. wow. what a comment. ha.

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  6. Seeing heart in this. Loved it

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    1. thank you very much

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  7. […] from nicer people than me hoping to get a little glimpse of sunlight. And then reading a post from Lou which instead goes down a dark alley and leaves me with an urge to write something called […]

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    1. thanks for linking to this

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  8. A brilliantly penned truth as usual…..but ….also…..who wants to be a flower ?😉

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    1. thank you. but not me

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      1. Welcome to the club 😜

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  9. ❤️ See…..you are a gem. 😉

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    1. haha that’s kind, thank you

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  10. Ha! Are there any flowers out there?

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    1. not sure. i haven’t found any

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      1. Laughing! If it was just you and me, I’d tell you what I’m thinking, but… since it’s now I better stay a little bit politically correct, I’v already offended my quota for the year and it’s only May.

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        1. hahah maybe a good move. but i think i offend people everyday. it happens.

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  11. The flailing, the flubbing, the reckless passion- it’s all there, and all good.

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    1. right on. i think so

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  12. This is great. Sex is often messy and has awkward moments – especially the first time with someone. Shower or bath sex is never like the movies and very uncomfortable lol 😂

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    1. usually is. but that’s alright too haha

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  13. Love how you talk about sex. It’s not like in the movies but something wild, at times awkward and often thrilling.

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    1. thanks. that’s just the way ive seen it

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  14. Well, I’ve never been called a flower while fucking before but I’ve been called many other things 😉 sometimes by myself. You gotta have fun.

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