BIGGER
I was becoming bored.
The breasts my girlfriend flashed in my face while we had sex were too small.
They should have been bigger.
I couldn't grip her buttocks. My palms were large.
They demanded something bigger.
And so i ditched her.
She slapped me many times, but they were not as painful as the ones my father gave me.
Jessica was easy to get.
I got a new haircut, and hit the gym for two months,
just so i could appear bigger.
I got Jessica.
I had sex with Jessica.
Her breasts were bigger.
Her buttocks were bigger.
But there was something i had not seen coming.
I fell sick.
My doctor called it HIV and AIDS.
I told him to take it away from my body. I didn't care about the price.
He removed his glasses and said it was not possible.
He said this sickness was Bigger.
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PoesíaI overthink a lot. I think at some point in life, we all do. This work tells you about deep thoughts and happenings that continue to exist daily, all told in the first person narative. These poems are written in freeverse, and are designed to make t...
