Atlas was permitted the opinion that he was at liberty, if he wished, to drop the Earth and creep away; but this opinion was all that was permitted. - Franz Kafka
Stop spitting in my coffee and stirring the foam with your finger. The truth is,
women find
boring what I
If we let the girl
get herself wet up to her
can she be
fed your larynx? Is doing what
you want turning my stomach hairs to black widows?
And
she said to me (because she never shuts up never takes her legs off and lets me slide my tongue through her)
one day, I will wake up one day
and you’ll drop me. I’ll shatter like a wine glass.
This poem proved...last post untrue, fucking first lines that hook you.