poetry (senryu page)




poetry is
overrated when all you need
is a good wank


cooking with words

Haiku’s like cooking:
You must know the recipe
to ignore it right.


too many

Some mornings
Haikus have too many



you’ll be my haiku
your syllables stuttering
as I play with you



your breaking breath
is the only poetry
I understand

Categories: Erotica, Monocle, Poetry, SenryuTags: , , , , ,


I am the little devil on your shoulder, stroking your neck with my tail, whispering obscenities into your ear, and looking down your blouse. One third of The Erotic Writer blog.


  1. paul1510

    I always enjoy these, I don’t always understand them, but enjoy them, yes.
    The last two stanzas,(?) yes.

  2. dragon

    I’m just catching up on the weeks postings. I have been enjoying everything you’ve been posting lately. You seem to have found your muse or perhaps the time to write. This particular piece speaks to me on many levels. Thank you for sharing it!

    • Monocle

      Thank you very much, Dragon! It’s a bit of both muse and time. And… I don’t know, for the stories, pushing words onto the page by brute force.

    • dragon

      You are welcome. I’m happy to hear about both the muse and the time! Your writing is good for you and for us! Brute force can be fun. *wink*

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