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May. 28th, 2007 01:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bliumchikI've got today off because it's the athletics carnival, and srsly who the hell is going to one of those two days before Assessment 3 starts up? Unfortunately I also woke up feeling crappy (read: crampy) so I'm taking some time to sit around and whine and drink tea before doing anything useful.
I'm reading a collection of Dylan Thomas poems for four-unit English, and this one is making me giggle and O.o:
THE MOLLS
I found them lying on the floor
Male shapes, girl-lipped, but clad like boys:
Night after night their hands implore
Emetic Percies for their joys.
They retch into my secret night
With stale and terrifying camp
And offer as the last delight
A crude, unhappy, anal cramp.
Gently they sigh to my behind
Wilde words, all buttered, badly bred
And when I dream of them I find
Peacockstain's poems on my bed.
...
Okay now because he's using an abab rhyme scheme I gather that he's trying to be funny, but.
Guys, is it just my slashy mind or is that right there a poem about feeling guilty for having gay wet dreams?
I'm reading a collection of Dylan Thomas poems for four-unit English, and this one is making me giggle and O.o:
THE MOLLS
I found them lying on the floor
Male shapes, girl-lipped, but clad like boys:
Night after night their hands implore
Emetic Percies for their joys.
They retch into my secret night
With stale and terrifying camp
And offer as the last delight
A crude, unhappy, anal cramp.
Gently they sigh to my behind
Wilde words, all buttered, badly bred
And when I dream of them I find
Peacockstain's poems on my bed.
...
Okay now because he's using an abab rhyme scheme I gather that he's trying to be funny, but.
Guys, is it just my slashy mind or is that right there a poem about feeling guilty for having gay wet dreams?
