today I laid on the floor for 12 hours
staring at the crack which separates your two bum cheeks
like it was an opening to narnia
waiting for me to climb inside
as you laid on your side.
I was in the mist of
depression when I purchased
the farm. I smelled of dung and
the crystals formed in your
bloodshot eyes. April
the 5th was when you
rejected it and
slamdunked a book
in my face.
you Screamed in the
Library… Library…. Library….. Library……
I love it
on the 22nd of
November you kissed
my cheek and the library
book fell on me and
you. In time all the boys
that once chased me all died
and that made me really sad. Then you,
the one that I loved forever touched my vulva.
On the 23rd of January, you bought me this
car and (vulva, vulva) I only went and (library, library) smashed
it. Only (vulva, vulva, vulva) one day, (library, library, library) I won’t.