They told her love was perishable
so she drew a knife to her chest.
Slashed two diagonal slits across
the underside of her breast.
Pulled the slightly pulsing *****
out from her bloodstained body,
to stop herself from lustful thoughts
or from playing naughty.
Grew up older, misplaced her trust,
and mistook loving for simple lust;
she hadn't found love, that sad old geezer,
because she had stowed her heart in the freezer.
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 8:33 PM UTC
They told her love was perishable
so she drew a knife to her chest.
Slashed two diagonal slits across
the underside of her breast.
Pulled the slightly pulsing *****
out from her bloodstained body,
to stop herself from lustful thoughts
or from playing naughty.
Grew up older, misplaced her trust,
and mistook loving for simple lust;
she hadn't found love, that sad old geezer,
because she had stowed her heart in the freezer.
