Electric Toothbrush

there are no teeth where this toothbrush goes,
below the sheets but above her clothes,

the electric motor buzzes light,
each and every single night,

the headboard taps against the pink wall,
her parents listen from down the hall,

breath so shallow and heart that beats,
her warm foot kicks from beneath the sheets,

an explosion soaks her curly hair,
the sweet smell from her loins fills the air

muscles relax and dreams of her plan,
replace this device with a well-built man.