Hello everyone, there hasn’t been a poem on my site for a while now, so I thought I would give you something from my notebook. Another published sacrifice for your pleasure. Enjoy.
Another white girl
with a semi-colon tattoo.
White vans with pink pom poms,
fine art and too much weed kinda vibe.
Unpolished stool, ornate vegan food -
a plate crying "you're not one of us",
like the claws my parents grew.
Enneagram tears in a pool
of black ink made of pig stool,
cinematic view of his drool
tits for good rates and flash for nudes.