I.

We live together sex glare
White Army soldiers look us over in sex glare
Love shines from our videos in sex glare

Sex glare, weird lights
Sex glare in hot sauna

"Hey," Meg Asian Group Sex said,
"what asian group sex if everyone at sector was taken?"
Laney jumped in and group sex glared at her...

Uh huh sex glare
Oh yeah sex glare

Your sex glare says what your mouth couldn't
Looking group sex up to sex glare daggers at me
Sex glare, the brass bed pair,
Went to sleep with come in their hair ...

II.

Too bad. A lot of your poems end up being
About sexuality in an immature way. X-rated
Sex poems. Under the glare of a throng,
Text of the poem, "Under Her Thong.".

Weldon Gardner Hunter's poem was originally published at his blog Value Village Is Booby Trapped (and see his earlier Google poem by the same title). Weldon writes: "I submit this because the second part of the poem is almost untouched, and it seemed as if the 'google poem' generator had some constructive criticism of my sometimes sex-crazed oeuvre! The poetry on my blog is largely composed from google searches, text manipulation software programs, and other, simpler, methods of poetic distortion (like N+7's and such). Of course, I indulge in free associative quasi-surrealism from time to time as well, but that's not so interesting. I also have a chapbook coming out (hopefully) soon titled "Navegando Pela Internet, O Poeta Militante!", published by Ruining Your Vacation Press of Nanaimo, British Columbia."