This another poem I randomly wrote in Hong Kong while bored in class. I actually wrote it right before or after writing this Untitled Poem. It also has a “hidden” subject matter. So, read it first and then click the picture to see what it’s really about. Feedback appreciated.
Water Women Photo From John Watson
Green as envy is your top.
But your bottom is quite clear.
I try to read you
But I have to come quite near.
Unfortunately,
You read in different tongues;
and it seems I’ll have to taste you
To know where you’re from.
Unusually shaped,
But shaped nonetheless.
And now I can see
That I can see through your chest.
I want you in or on me.
I swear it won’t hurt.
I just need to get you open,
‘Cause I’m filled with this thirst.
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Don’t forget to click the picture to see what it’s really about.
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Previously: Chopping Block
