Certain Lines

“Hello, Sex”

I say to myself

Whenever I see you anywhere

 

I crane around a pole

Or stand on my toes

For a brief, unobstructed glance

At the absolute majesty that is your pussy

 

I won’t let you notice me

Noticing you

Because that would upset you

But not as much

As seeing your thighs through denim upsets me

 

Everything from your belly

To your knees

Murders me

Every damn day

And yet I’m the one

Forever accused of doing something wrong?

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