I make brownies while I eat pancakes
Spare me some time with the slate
I’m immortal to this body, a soul led astray
He eats me while I moan but I’m not here to stay.
Men will curse you because you are a woman
The evil they believe exist in your groins and mammals
This evil they seek still, doing the abnormal
Like rape or poison of attires.
I don’t weep anymore
Neither will I keep me in the brutalities
of the affairs of men
This body is caramel, this body is cream.
Leaves lie pretty behind rivers of stones
This life is hard for all, good for none
I sit by the walls of sorrow and watch pretty little ladies laugh
Why don’t girls like me?
Bodies to bodies
I cried as he made me cum
You are my demi-god he whispered
Complete me he lingered through my pubic hair
Creams of water, glimpses of smoke
Why do I think that you will betray me?
That you will let go of me and all that I stand for.
Bitter truths are sweet when it’s you.
Cream pour out of my body in cums, sleeping to a cat and a book.
She played with my vaginas with her toes, giggling.
I liked how she smiled- how she makes me hard.
She was too busy for me.
Tribalism is a thing, I walked where it worked
Laughs of mediocrity mix with air
People are proudest when they are above
Saddest when below.
Sad songs maybe, cravings crazy
I would bath in creams
And drag this grass
While I wait for you.
