her ***** was red
she was
an
grown
woman

she pounced
an
panted
like an
panther
thought she was my answer
she sharpened her nails
with an file
made
of
cancer

we blew her
the
cure

now she is able to endure

she puts me in her cage
plays with me
once
an
day


she holds me down
she makes me ready
i
am
her
clown
we are
paper
machetes


in
her
seas

i
am
anchored
she was first
to let me
spanker
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