Truth About Poetry. (Ongoing)

Fantastic breasts and when to find them

Ask me what kind of porn I'm into...
And I'll take you on a magical journey to fanfiction.com

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Harry Potter

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NC-17.

What turns me on is Ginny Weasley in the restricted section with her skirt piked up.

Sirius Black in a secret passageway solemnly swearing he is up to no good.

And Draco Malfoy in the room of requirements slythering into Chamber of Secrets...

I am an unapologetic consumer of all things potterotica!

And the sexiest part, is not the way Cho Chang rides that broomstick or the sounds of mortal moaning

the sexiest part is knowing that they are part of a bigger story,

that they exist beyond eight minutes in titty titty gang bang,

that their keggles are not the strongest things about them...

And still, i am told that my porn is unrealistic.

Not quite as erotic as flashing ads saying juster for eighteens you can fantasize about fucking the youngest girl you won't go to jail for,

told that my porn isn't quite as lifelike as a room full of lesbians begging for cock,

told this is what is supposed to turn me on!

Don't you give me raw meat and tell me it is nourishment. I know a slaughterhouse when i see one, It looks like 24/7 live streaming reminding me that men are going to fuck me whether i like it or not,

that there is one use of my mouth and it is not speaking,

that a man is most powerful when he's got a woman by the hair.

This first time the man that i loved held me by the wrists and called me a whore, i did not think

'run'

i thought

'this is just like the movies'

I know a slaughterhouse when i see one, It looks like websites and seminars teaching you how to fuck more bitches,

looks like 15 year old boys bullied for being virgins,

it looks like the man who did not flinch when i said

'stop'

and he heard

'try harder'.

If you play act at butchery long enough, you grow used to  the sounds of the screaming, it is just a side effect of industry, everything gets cut into small marketable pieces.

I will not practice bloodly hands.

I will not make believe disected women.

My sex(gender) cannot be packaged,

my sex(gender) is magic!!

it is part of a bigger story.

I am whole, i exist when you are not fucking me,

and i will not be cut into pieces anymore!

Brenna Twhony