I Want to Fuck like 9/11
by Julian X  /  poetry  /  1 Jul 2007
you're a bomb
a dirty, dirty bomb
you're a sexual terrorist
and I'm jealous of your freedoms
beat me hard and call me Osama
whip me hard and call me Osama
I'm a Muslim vixen in a latex veil
I'm a prostitute who needs stoning
shoot me in your football stadiums
in your BDSM clubs, your progressive spas
bring me your twin towers
let's make some world trade
a world sex trade
let's rock it to the ground
we'll ride it to the ground, my dear,
ride it to the ground
ride it hard and flaming,
all the way down
all the fucking way
leave me a Ground Zero,
ravaged
burn me with your hot jet fuel
fill me with dying bodies,
quivering, squirming for life
I want to storm the cabin
beat me back, quick,
or I'll storm the cabin
stuff my letterhole with anthrax
force an evacuation, let me panic
I'm the Pentagon and I'm in flames
bury me in smoke and dust and pulverized remains
take me like I'm Iraq
raid me like the Baghdad museum
turn me over to the Israelis for some real interrogation
put a bounty on my pussy and turn the Pakistanis loose
tell the U.N. to go fuck themselves: you're going in
outrun your supply lines
strip me bare for oil
let's play prisoner abuse scandal
the plane's going down and so are you
crash my throat into your tower
slam me like 9/11
I want to fuck like 9/11
fucking 9/11-style,
lost in the metaphors
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