David Mac

by Horror Sleaze Trash on February 16, 2013

David Mac is one of the greatest forklift drivers ever to emerge from the UK. His prose and poetry has been published in many mags, journals, sites, zines and blogs. He has various self-published collections available plus collections with Erbacce Press, Knives Forks & Spoons Press, Ten Pages Press, Writing Knights Press, and soon Like This Press. He likes blues music, guitars, cats, wine, and Humphrey Bogart.Acne

Bukowski’s always there

as I

bend you over the couch
french kiss
your cunt
like wine

 

 

Lager Lips

our beer bellies slapping up against
each other music playing the
tv on

and love

we burp each other’s
names in the
night time

 

Rooster

 

my midnight hard

cock banging

on your door

asking to be

let in

 

or against

your cheek

asking the same

thing

 

how your

mouth was

made to

answer

 

 

I Bought Oedipus a Drink

 

‘You ever

dream of

fucking your own

mother?’

he

asked me

 

‘That’s sick,’

I told

him

 

‘You haven’t

seen my

mother,’

he

explained

 

 

Another Love Poem

 

your hands grip my arse

my lips eat your tits

 

my cock – a thick swollen pig

your pussy – an angry mouth

 

you feel my flood, my

dirty pumping ooze

 

but this ain’t a poem, it’s

just another excuse to

 

fuck with you

 

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