To A Friend (Better if I rubbed this mouth On High Level Road)!

It hurts to read you/
Your stubborn heart
Masked with politics
Scripted after thinking (in English)
Perhaps my education in a process
Ruining the creative mind
But friends, despite gender,
are inherently intuitive
You young ass,
Confide to screw entire world
Waiting like a scare crow,
to welcome ‘home (never) coming queen’
Why not we just abduct
Willing little pretty thing
to make you live
Happily ever after
or to make things easier
for the pretending bitch.
You don’t need a swamp
Of yours
When full of what
A real woman needs.


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