she motioned towards the fruit
and the strawberries
ripe in form
skinny and bones
protruding
if I got close
smoke
and pot
would swivel like
a sad chair
empty
I only pretend to be
this lady-
black
lace bra
black
silk panties-
rubbing against infinities
from assholes to
angels
and waiting
to be the psycho I usually
turn into
dresses are pointless
when girls get you
wet
and you sport
suspenders
and short hair-
dos
dresses,
however,
make it all-night
easy-access
when human nature gives
into you
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