"cockfucker" poems
little ********** Williams moseys down the gum-skunk street with leash in hand, connected to a pink spiky collar fastened brutally around my throat airflow restricted small inklings of blood surfacing Cupid's switchblade sticking out of a convenient place between spine notches oh but little ********** Williams is my creation my friend my only child how can i blame it for what i command it do to me
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 12:32 AM UTC