last week at the supermarket / I was greeted by a man / in our native tongue / he said he’s been missing me / even if we’ve never met
The poet lost me with the cop's dick rolling like a pistol in a daughter's mouth...jeezus
Definitely feel you on this. There's no way not to have a strong reaction to this image.
The poet lost me with the cop's dick rolling like a pistol in a daughter's mouth...jeezus
Definitely feel you on this. There's no way not to have a strong reaction to this image.