Frederick Siedel - 1959 - 2009

Poet Frederick Siedel went for broke at every opportunity ... His themes ... Sex, Motorbikes, Sex ... Some of his words...


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I spend most of my time not dying.

That's what living is for.

I climb on a motorcycle.

I climb on a cloud and rain.

I climb on a woman I love.

I repeat my themes.

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I bought the racer

To replace her.

It became my slave and I its.

All it lacked was tits.

All it lacked

Between its wheels was hair.

I don't care.

We do it anyway.