I'm not trying to shock you, I promise, I just have a one-track mind

little drunky smith
she said she loves you
and she does in her way
sticks her tongue out
crosses her eyes
fuck she's fun
makes a V with her fingers
waggles her tongue
and continues to sway
to the tune
in her mind

let's play with death
cut my oxygen
and watch me breathe
for the first time


An Unreliable Witness said...

A one-track mind, yes.

Sigh. Yet another poem about bunny rabbits. Give it a rest already. :P

xtx said...

nice work ani

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