Viscera in Danger (revamp)

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Their need is visceral. Oh!

Pretty blonde girl,

fresh trailer park trash,

junkyard dogs snarl and quarrel over your flesh—

tongues wag to get at your bones.

Twelve years old, and

your marrow is aromatic.

 

Mother’s a full-time drunk, and you

only got a part-time daddy.

 

Good luck, babe;

welcome to Contaminated Manor.

Find your place in the Court somehow

without

letting them taste you.

 

© Kindra M. Austin

 

(image: Pinterest)

19 Comments

  1. How many times will I say you’re great? Each poem of your is better than the other.
    You also chose a picture that makes me want to dress like this, and have a pre-revolutionary French aristocrat try to seduce me, and give me rings and a mansion in Saint-Germaine.
    Well, a girl can dream.

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  2. Reblogged this on SPO_OKY and commented:
    Kindra, you kill me

    Pretty blonde girl,

    fresh trailer park trash,

    junkyard dogs snarl and quarrel over your flesh—

    tongues wag to get at your bones

    Liked by 1 person

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