by ghost_girl
that are very effective. The poem seems a little ambivalent about your feelings towards both sex and gardening. The adoption of a male persona is interesting.
is the only word I can use to describe this. I love the imagery you've used here. The lines:
'I fuck you with fingers and trowel
drench your face with cloud spit'
are going to stick in my mind today. Simply brilliant.
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