• alicemcloughlin 5w

    Boy Blues

    You sleep with her.
    Taste feels with me.
    Why fuck us up?
    Boy, don't you forget.

    I feel your stare.
    You take my tongue.
    What trip is this?
    Boy, don't you forget.

    I lay down here.
    You have me there.
    How can this be?
    Boy, don't you forget.

    Throw off your shirt.
    Peel off her threads.
    Look in our mirror.
    Boy, I can't forget.
    ©alicemcloughlin