In English: To smell hair and panties |
I don’t know how to
tell you that I died
twenty-something years ago
but that it hasn’t ever stopped me
from trying
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And my dead-ass heart
will still get a heartboner everytime
I taste you,
unlike Pop Tarts or strawberry juice
or mixed cum dripping out of a one night stand
or anything that is dull and sad
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What if I told you that
you keep me from painting subway tracks
in guts and brains and love?
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Or that if you had a dick I’d suck it
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If you had a fifth or tenth hole I’d fuck it
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I bet having just one finger inside you feels like the first day of spring
and your tampons could be the sun drying up
snow, hiding every trace
of winter
(Now that’s sexy)
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Maybe I’ll settle with
comparing your laugh with the
sound of lips against lips
or lips against the
tip of my dick
whatever the most poetic
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Maybe I should just
shut the fuck up and hold your hand
like folded origami
biding my time
I wonder.
I wonder.
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This is me telling the bitter truth:
I want to sniff your hair like it
was my first girlfriends panties
and also
I love you
there is nothing more to it
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| Kommentarer | | beatriceni - 28 sep 14 - 03:38 | | Ser inga grammatiska fel. Tyckte mycket om att läsa den här dikten, den känns lekfull och allvarlig på samma gång och det finns många underfundiga formuleringar. Bra! | | Dufwan - 13 nov 13 - 23:43 | | Påpekandet av grammatikfel uppskattas, även om det ibland är medvetet. Är ingen mästare på engelska. |
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