i went straight for the nuts, didn't I?
when you didn't look me in the eye
i could tell
your mouth laced with the cum of your mistress
you couldn't speak sweet nothings to me anymore
This is not the kind of poetry that is beautiful for you.
However it is purely transformative for me
I laugh at your words boy
Golden skin sprinkled with freckles
Hair so curly
but to tell you in your language
You're a fucking pussy
For not looking me in the eye
C O W A R D
KAWVARD
YOU ARE READING
watch me unfold
Poetrysingle heartstring twisted into several contusion-like injuries © mehak
