slick lipgloss on raw red lips
celibate kisses and tourniquet nips
he's pretty boy, and boy, he's pretty
darling child and dirty kittyhe drowns himself in drugstore perfume
country boy with city curfew
scabs on his shoulders, he won't tell
his dearest love is his personal hellhides the dresses in his room
tells his mom he'll clean up soon
cheats at porn and wins when he fucks
found his virginity, he's out of luckslick lipgloss on raw red lips
celibate kisses and tourniquet nips
he's pretty boy, and boy, he's pretty
darling child and dirty kittythey're fucking
in the lightning glass
not touching in the city
they're fucking
but the high won't last
without the dress it's shittyslick lipgloss on raw red lips
celibate kisses and tourniquet nips
he's pretty boy, and boy, he's pretty
darling child and dirty kitty
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Inkmouth
Poetryin the plethora of pornography options for the modern saint [Poetry #51] [2015]