Poems

12 am and Biscuits

Men make you pissed everyday, but you have to be there for the next girl who can’t process anything
Wisdom is patience, waiting too long is stupidity.

Cream.

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 to busy for me.

ONE THIRTY.

Earrings lie naked close to a blue cup: Vaseline and coconut oil, one for my

Cheekbone

Am starving of worship! I want to be worshipped. I am crying because I love you but you love another, you don’t seem to bother about the too many attentions I throw at you, instead you prefer someone else’s cruel treatment and lies they feed you.