Stones & Sticks

Words hurt

if you want them to.

It is optional like when the light turns red – you can still go

By chance it seems I magnetized a queen and I imagine scenes exotic, serene

I am idiotic, obscene

Deem me as you please, I can still fulfill your needs

He meaning me – is always who you heed

Your attention speaks

Volumes, degrees

You are the Miss

I am the deeds.

 

 

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s