This poem was inspired by the artwork for Children of the Night’s “Yes No” EP.
Tiptoe by Jemar Souza
Can we fuck now?
Yes, No?She said yes…
And now tiptoes,Behind a bathroom stall,
Loud and all,
While I’m standing tall,
Pounding walls.Sagging jeans,
Gagging screams,
My belt,
A bootleg tambourine.Can we…
Fuck now?
Yes, No?She said yes…
And now tiptoes.
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Previously: Fucked
