FOUR POEMS by Igor Nemis

Titles: 'Losing my religion', 'I know that we just met', 'Ode to a new friend' and 'Lucky bastards'

Losing my religion

1)
it’s quite simple really
jesus hates me just because
i now think that those roman
soldiers are hotter than him

2)
i sent a message to a
"curious, warm-hearted,
open-minded" blond swedish
gentleman to ask him if he
would mind being married to
me until i could get on his
country’s wonderful welfare
and devote all my time to
writing beautiful poetry

he was kind enough to respond
but he turned out to be a muslim:
he said he already had three husbands

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I know that we just met

i know that we just met today
but i want to tell you how i would do it:
i would bite that ripe lower lip of yours...
those drops of water in your thick beard -
i would lick them up one by one...
then i’d feast on your left ear
i’m crazy about a nice pair of ears
i’m just weird that way
and then the neck and the shoulders...
actually i think i would drop a couple
of spoons of honey on your chest
and just slowly follow the lazy
golden half-liquid to your dark nether
forest and that unique luxuriant tree
in the middle of it...
then i’d cover that tree in honey too...
make it just grow and grow and grow for you...
but you're too busy chatting on me with
someone who doesn't need words

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Ode to a new friend

honoured to be your buddy
so can i be your daddy?

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Lucky bastards

he looked nothing like his photos
and i was nothing like i said i'd be
but those two guys we invented were
still able to have a mind-blowing
vicarious fuck using our bodies