oooh
i told him i had to go
he wouldn't take the answer no
he took his hand to grasp my arm
oh this is what you meant by no harm?
he's heading downtown, he said
but if i'm being honest, he wants to get laid
i ignore him for my friends
this night is in its prime, it won't yet end
YOU ARE READING
this fantastical world is too surreal (poetry #5)
Poetry"a rustle crackles underneath jackboots crossbow tight in hand she breathes one final breath before he pulls the trigger" you know the drill
