Metal and smoke and
Gun oil on the tongue
Wide and stretched and gagging.
Shoved in with abandon, without care
Rough and harsh and demanding.
Click.
Pull the trigger? Take the leap?
Spit or swallow? What'll it be?
Does it really matter? You're a good boy, and
Good boys do as they're told.
YOU ARE READING
Anthology
PoesiaA collection of Poems and maybe short starts to fics? Mostly Poems right now.
