deepundergroundpoetry.com

Strolling

off
my posse follows
blowin smoke
rings
in your face

bitches trip over
our lacy stockings

so just forget
about it
right
just brush it off
your shoulder
and
flick the dried blood
off of your long
cotton sleeve

cuz I lick rainbows
and puke bumblebees
Written by 7wednesdays
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3 reading list entries 0
comments 4 reads 551
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 8:13am by MidnightSonneteer
POETRY
Today 6:06am by down2dirt
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:04am by JiltedJohnny
POETRY
Today 6:01am by Grace
SPEAKEASY
Today 5:21am by MidnightSonneteer
COMPETITIONS
Today 4:48am by ConsequentialChaos