Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
sgholterPoems
I look at you on the sofa. Lying there all young, healthy And warm, and I don't just want you In the obvious sense; I want your Liver, kidneys, flat stomach, strong, Long, young legs. Frankenstein's parts-storage I want your youth.   I can't have it. I can't take it And have it. Angry. I want to Kick your *** but not really. I want your mouth to Expell something Other than this Teenage girl Chatter. I want to hit your pretty face With all of my one-third-life-crisis- Frustration behind it With a pillow. Eat feather, child! Chew cotton! Munch goose! Straight left-straight right. I have fought men Twice my size, I'll beat you up Until you Suffocate And surrender From Laughing So Hard.
0
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC
I Want to Pick a Pillow Fight
I look at you on the sofa. Lying there all young, healthy And warm, and I don't just want you In the obvious sense; I want your Liver, kidneys, flat stomach, strong, Long, young legs. Frankenstein's parts-storage I want your youth.   I can't have it. I can't take it And have it. Angry. I want to Kick your *** but not really. I want your mouth to Expell something Other than this Teenage girl Chatter. I want to hit your pretty face With all of my one-third-life-crisis- Frustration behind it With a pillow. Eat feather, child! Chew cotton! Munch goose! Straight left-straight right. I have fought men Twice my size, I'll beat you up Until you Suffocate And surrender From Laughing So Hard.
sgholter
Written by
sgholter
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem