Nude Pix

Like every girl I know my age
I keep a set of hidden pix
A bathroom mirror is my stage
And late at night I get my fix
    Performing these salacious tricks

Shot by shot I strip and tease
A flash of nip a glimpse of ass
I give these anxious tits a squeeze
Pretending I am randy, crass,
    An eager slut inside the glass

There in my phone my nudies wait
Like skeletons in closets hid
Hopeful they will someday rate
My shame and shyness finally rid
    My body sold to highest bid

I lay them out like breadcrumbs strewn
Along a snapchat forest path
And wear the hood of Alice Moon
While sexting like a psychopath
    and masturbating in the bath

I save the money pic for last
Postpone the most outrageous stunt
But desperation holds me fast
No God or parent to affront
    I text the picture of my cunt

Wet and eager, down to fuck
A song below my open thigh
Of pain and melancholy struck
“So Lonely,” I begin to cry.
    “So lonely that I want to die.”