little pretty one
glowing skin silk, nothing but
rippled protection
pretty one left years ago
with teeth lined up in a smile
Tag: women
bad boys grow stronger
a splinter of flame
hanging out of your pupils
sending electric pulses through my body
like a piece of gravity weighting on my bones
pressing the tips of my fingers
egging me to burn it
until the grass catches fire
and the ashes
and the embers
are but a fragment of the fire
worthless char for the worms to eat
the earth will become fertile
with the flames you passed
the grass blooming into bed of meadows
my heart in my stomach at the thought
cunt
tripping over the world racing toward the flicker
leaving friends between the lines
dreaming of halter dresses
becoming less of who I was
my head down in the back
more foot down
a cunt
I’m seeking something to live for
not something to hide behind
Starrfishing 