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toking on a joint
listening to waylon
she bursts in
piss & vinegar
bitching about
her old man
he took all my oxys
and left me dry
I’ve got smoke
but nothing else
after we fuck
maybe I can score
lighting a Camel
she pulls skirt up
and panties down
cigarette in mouth
bending & spreading
before the mirror
her hand runs down
to help guide me
immediately feeling
the pain she holds
I’ve been bad
I’ve been so bad
I catch her eyes
becoming her briefly
then the sudden notion
that she’s lost forever


Written by burrben

September 6, 2012 at 1:46 am

Posted in poetry

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