Joshua Mccoy

Rookie (feb 2nd 1990 / South Jordan)

Joshua Mccoy Poems

41. The Attic Of Tortured Hope 9/10/2009
42. The Bitter Release Of A Showcase 9/10/2009
43. The Cure 9/10/2009
44. The Forgotten One 9/10/2009
45. To Hell And Back Again 9/10/2009
46. Tragic Nostalgia 9/10/2009
47. Unlocked Gateway 9/10/2009
48. Unwavering Faith 9/10/2009
49. What My Feelings Want Me To Do 9/10/2009
50. Where Am I? 9/10/2009
51. You Are 9/10/2009
52. Rape Ninja Knockout 9/10/2009
53. Reflection Upon The Water’s Surface 9/10/2009
54. Regressing Poker Chips 9/10/2009
55. Intombed In A Life Shadowed By Cancer 9/12/2009
56. Little Pink Umbrella 9/14/2009
57. Pain Reliever 9/26/2009
58. Bus Entry 9/26/2009
59. Mountain Range 9/26/2009
60. Be Who You Say You Are 10/19/2009
61. __(J) __ 10/19/2009
62. Sunflower Maiden 10/19/2009
63. Will Make Your Body Melt (Female Paradise) 11/9/2009
64. My Sweet, One And Only Juice 11/10/2009
65. Ice Cold Princess 11/19/2009
66. Popcorn Breakdown 10/1/2009
67. Remembrance After Death Is Short Lived 9/10/2009
68. Sprinkler 9/10/2009
69. Teddy Bear Re-Treat 9/10/2009
70. How To Keep The One You Love In Marriage 9/9/2009
71. The Phantom Of The Opera 9/9/2009
72. Ghost Of A Past Loved Life 9/9/2009
73. Defragmented Suicidal Tendencies 10/29/2009
74. Quality 9/10/2009
75. A Man Eating An Apple 9/10/2009

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A Man Eating An Apple

He touched her smooth curves
and played with the top of her head.

He rubbed his fingers along the red texture of her skin
and water began to bead down her body.

He stripped her of all clothing
And submerged her naked body under cold water until bubbles
No longer rose to the surface

Then he took her pale white body into his lustful hands,
Brought her face to face forcing her to wince at the overwhelming pressure,
And took fourteen bone chorusing bites.
Juicy and Sweaty

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Final Operation

Tech scanned the layout of the structure one more time for any glitches in our plan as we wheeled around the corner of Rich and Fancy Street in our robust white van.
We have the time frame of nine minutes and thirty-two seconds to pull this off or this failed bust will be the end of my days as field leader.
Thoughts of temporary anxiety are flushed out suddenly by the scrapping of a wide metal door sliding open and intense bright light swallowing my vision to pure white.

Masks roll down fac

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