It was fine
when we were three
bathing together
it's changed now
Maybe some women can
resist that kind of touch
soapy fingers
grazing my ring
but not me
(The poetry's unconnected to anything else - came as a fragment by itself of a poem I thought somebody else was writing.)
Cinderella - children - fucking monsters - the baby - gardens - boots (copper and black)
party - brother - attack - yelling - defend myself, but other people come to save me too, which is all I want - safety
August 9 2005, 03:51:46 UTC 6 years ago
August 9 2005, 07:04:59 UTC 6 years ago