eyelashes and brow
were designed to shield eyes
from sand winds that blow
across our ancient desert

today I pluck the brow
extend the lash
with tweezer and wand

I smooth the skin to
milk maiden tender and add
a wide-eyed sweet blush of surprise

this draws you near:
you breathe the fruit scented promise
of a feigned youth

you growl in my ear
as I lean forward,
lifting slow my hips tease
"Oh you are such a good girl,
Hmm? You like to please Daddy?"

I am hairless, wax smooth
your fingers slide easy between
my tightness
and lollipop lipgloss on your tongue
takes you backseat
forty years

a box of brunette waits
to hide my gray,
another part of this fool's game

Cold cream, warm cloth, starlight, sleep.
I already feel tomorrow's sand
in my eyes.


Survivor poem
Trigger# 15
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