you kissed
my childlike eyes
until I adjusted
to the
light in the
cave
of your mouth
you hot, ****
handgun
in high-heels
you’re
dancing
on a primetime
table
hammer-cocked
back
turned sideways
for show
commercial
breaks are
the 75 cent
bathroom
vending-machine
condoms
that couldn’t
stop
anything
Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
you kissed
my childlike eyes
until I adjusted
to the
light in the
cave
of your mouth
you hot, ****
handgun
in high-heels
you’re
dancing
on a primetime
table
hammer-cocked
back
turned sideways
for show
commercial
breaks are
the 75 cent
bathroom
vending-machine
condoms
that couldn’t
stop
anything
Commentary on innocence, mainstream portrayal of violence, etcetera etcetera.
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