this thing
this thing is here
sitting on my doorstep
on my doorstep
i want to see her in those garters
god damn her for making me
fall in love with her
i want to smell fresh grass again
i want to laugh maniacally
and take pictures of the sunset
and scream that i don't give a fuck
about politics or religion or sports
i don't watch TV
i don't drink coffee or smoke
cigarettes
i want to remind myself
to laugh and cry
to masturbate daily
to scream when i come
in your mouth at least
i want to walk outside at night
in a free land
feel the wind in my too long hair
the door open
sitting on the sofa
a wide fuck you grin on my face
eat cherries and chocolate
lick the beaters or the spoon
forget who hurt me
because they don't matter anymore
run my hands through her soft hair
touch her sweet skin
smell her scent like wild poppies
in the forest
remember what a puppy's breath smells like
when it bites my nose
shout at the clear blue sky
and love you forever
you silly girl

this thing is here
sitting on my doorstep
on my doorstep
i want to see her in those garters
god damn her for making me
fall in love with her
i want to smell fresh grass again
i want to laugh maniacally
and take pictures of the sunset
and scream that i don't give a fuck
about politics or religion or sports
i don't watch TV
i don't drink coffee or smoke
cigarettes
i want to remind myself
to laugh and cry
to masturbate daily
to scream when i come
in your mouth at least
i want to walk outside at night
in a free land
feel the wind in my too long hair
the door open
sitting on the sofa
a wide fuck you grin on my face
eat cherries and chocolate
lick the beaters or the spoon
forget who hurt me
because they don't matter anymore
run my hands through her soft hair
touch her sweet skin
smell her scent like wild poppies
in the forest
remember what a puppy's breath smells like
when it bites my nose
shout at the clear blue sky
and love you forever
you silly girl

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But that was a lovely poem, in it's way.