type slowly.

How I learned to love an A-bomb.

Posted in words by Lara Crombie on April 19, 2010

Bordello red smear

smashed, drawled

textbook rhetoric

counting one to five

I silk I pearl I fuck

New titles

damaged spines

no throes blushing

“teacher’s tits”

oh god oh god oh god

Say prudence speaks

to roadways, lines

prefer borders

old now and then

like cows chew

like girls spit

Like trust my hand

beneath your jacket

folds.

EDIT: I don’t think I like WordPress.

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