Dear SG:
I brush my teeth and I go to bed thats how it works.
I know the counter where my expectant toothbrush sits cocky in its assurance that it will be used; with no regard for me it lies in wait
Expecting to touch every place each crevice of every part of my mouth hard and probing like an unkind lover
But some times just some times, when intoxicated in some way or just dead tired I walk by that bathroom door leaving my tooth brunch alone and flaccid
I brush my teeth and I go to bed thats how it works.
I know the counter where my expectant toothbrush sits cocky in its assurance that it will be used; with no regard for me it lies in wait
Expecting to touch every place each crevice of every part of my mouth hard and probing like an unkind lover
But some times just some times, when intoxicated in some way or just dead tired I walk by that bathroom door leaving my tooth brunch alone and flaccid
calixte:
lol 
masquerade:
