poem: red, warm, cold, strange

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Longer Title: A poem I wrote after impulsively fucking some guy and went running in a neighborhood I didn't know

It was slow then fast
Sticky like honey
Drizzled on my hips
I stared straight at the red dot
And went blind
My body rejected it
My skin itched all over like mosquito bites
I watched the sunrise
I ran until my legs melted onto the sidewalk and stuck on the cement like chewed gum.
"Walk all over me!", they mustve thought i said through my cries
Will they ever understand my mumbles?

A/N: Inspiration from @catcohen
I think this might be start of my poetry again!

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