Misbehaving

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When I disobey orders.
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Reading on my phone
The light illuminating my face
To these nights, I’m prone
I like being left
Being left alone

There are desires
That I have
They wander, starting red hot fires,
Inside of me
The dark actions this requires

I lie back on the couch,
I know I shouldn't

Sometimes I can’t help what happens, where my hands go, in my pants, when things happen they don't give me a choice and you get angry and I deserve to be punished

My face gets hot,
noises come out of my mouth.
All the scolding from you for not,
As I disobey your orders,
I get close and don't stop.

You pull in the driveway.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 5 years ago
it is more important to be a good masturbator

the a good poet--kept at it

---your friend Alice Whittmen

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