tagNon-Erotic PoetryFive Seconds

Five Seconds


He had the vocabulary of a bitter old queen. Said cock instead of dick. I wanted to say other things but his words were banged into my brain until I grew balls and a schlong. Chest hair and claws. He'd fucked me flat for five seconds. Gasp, cum, and drool. Eyes closed thinking about the same men I did. Turn over bitch, I can't think of anyone else while looking at your tattoo. I named him Barbara. They're coming to get you.

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