Week 15: Soulstice (2-4) vs. Vividlyvague (7-6) \\ Vividlyvague wins via quasi-no-show
 

Season 3

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Verses are due Friday at 11:59 p.m. PT. THERE ARE NO EXTENSIONS.

Votes are due Sunday at 11:59 p.m. PT.

Verses may not exceed 48 lines or 650 words unless agreed upon by the opponent.

Voting on three battles is required. If you win and don't vote, you will receive a loss instead. If you lose and don't vote, you will receive a one-week suspension. Please post links to your three votes in this thread.

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Good luck, @Soulstice and @Vividlyvague.

This was routine. Black cats with a sedative gaze; a morphene.
Caution before me, I slunk along shadows down the torn streets.
Avoiding every miniature crevice, I'd horned three
times, watching night's derivative essence in her hosting.
And in an exchange later she was home free.
"Hey, Boo... my shift is over and I need you ta bone me..."
Our smiles crossed in a lipping clasp, fingers woven.
"Baby... you got me open..." each stroke in
gave me chills. No barrier to offspring as I hope it.
"It's all yours, Daddy... take it!" Faster, harder- like this old civic.
The jones grows as I contort for the bone's pivot...
"Thats my spot, Boo! Ahhhh shit! It's
coming!!!" A short rattle and moan put us on exhibit.
"You ok?" Her smile was confirmation she enjoyed the visit.

This was more than a formality. Work on monday.
Is there a reason I'm here? I wanna leave with her to a sunny place...
Somewhere where breeze is the local language... but love is what you say.
Where staplers have wings and take kamikaze dives into seas far away.
Where- "Hey, Keith! Your assessment results came in on the cart today..."
I've been diagnosed with cancer? I need her support to calm this pain...

This was real. Nobody could inform me not. She killed my pangs.
She built a fortress in my heart with her guards and tanks.
With her friends that drive by to see her and pay.
Her boss with the shabby fur and crystal cane...
Is she a...? "Hey babe! You said a test didn't go your way?
What's it for?" Genuine curiosity stopped my focus in-place.
"According to my yearly blood check, I have cancer."
"Just wait. Hold up. Haha... that's it?" She laughs in my face?
"Why don't you care? We love each other, right?"
"So nobody happened to tell you you got AIDS?"

here we go

Too drunk to fuck

From here I've fal
lTn head over heels
, for that woman in that dreadful brassiere
Sexual veneer. Is the peak of society
Ignoring anybody that reeks of sobriety
We're fiending for eyes you see, Begging for chances