im a sexed up
cumwhore
after a drag on
your weed pistol.
im as quiet as a
mouse in my
shiny, black school shoes.
im a baddie
and im thinking
of your head
grazing against my teeth instead
of this (decadent)
cherry –
now you know why im drooling.
im a gracious
guest and the
hostess with the
most-est, covering
my mouth when
I laugh too hard,
mixing a cocktail
that’ll put hair
on any man’s chest