Devlin De La Chapa

Posted: May 5, 2017 in Musing, Poetry
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she wasn`t a Playboy Bunny

 

she spat toothpaste

into the sink

mumbling

that there was

nothin`

“underground“

about my poetry

nothin` worthy

of Bukowski & ink;

she had

pink pubic hairs

and her old man

drank a lot of

nothin`

while I stood there

thinkin`

on how

I was a fool

to believe

easter eggs

fell

out of her snatch

 

 

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