Illustrated PoetryMurder Riff
green and black is the place where she puts me when i am bad.
if i suck it, she’s blunt as a glass shard.
the bitch wants me dead but her camel-toe friends don’t care;
the cows are reticent though, when it comes to the punch
she’d rather finger the fabric than me.
i’m going to the dark place now, dipped in red.
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