Poetry From the Other End of Experience
St. Augustine Grass!
St. Augustine Grass!
Puke perfect medium
for the preppy mass.
Mail boxes cloned
doors, windows, too
WASP droned zombies
not having a clue.
St. Augustine grass!
St. Augustine grass!
Sight gives me yearning
deep in my ass.
A varied scene
for look alike drones
A pile of brown
to spice up the tone
A gift a change
straight from my ass
Given with glee to
St. Augustine grass!
Privileged white cotton
here to indict
To violate my innards
my most vulnerable site
Forced in me! Forced in me!
At the worst of all times
Sucking my blood
Sucking me dry!
No freedom from you
til engorged with my gore
This monthly devil
I really abhor!
I apologize about the break. A few weeks ago, I received a request for tampons. not really sure why. I will post three. Please, chose your favorite
In my dates bathroom
Used tampons in his cab’net
I ran out quickly