circa-1994Whisper

Jamaican
(A poem a day) day 16im a sexed up / cumwhore / after a drag on / your weed pistol. / im as quiet as a / mouse in my / sh
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Jul 18, 2017
Cherry pickerI’m looking at your mouth / you’re looking at me, / my fingers curled around the blunt your plug has
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Jul 18, 2017
Internal dialogueI’m sorry I didn’t tell you / I missed the feeling of your cock between / my lips / and your cum / w
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May 18, 2017
How muchI am worth your last stick of gum / Your undivided attention / The window seat / A fleeting moment o
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May 7, 2017
Remembering to forgetForgetting easy / It's remembering that's hard. / It's retracing steps / With all 5 senses. / The wa
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May 7, 2017
Goodnight 5am boyYou knew how i got all my scars / Except the one i got when you left
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Apr 22, 2017
Untitledthe boys that try and save me / don't know the damage my daddy did / the boys that love me / don't k
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Apr 21, 2017
UntitledI'm a destructive mass of passions / and I will never fall in love the same way twice. / the first t
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Apr 21, 2017
the brinkfor a moment I touched the face / of something worthy of every ounce / of love I could muster. / but
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Apr 21, 2017
Nigger hairI talk white they say / Dress white / Act white they say / That's why all the black boys want me / W
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Mar 17, 2017
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