Dirty slut bitch cow whore
I wrote you on the palm, on my fingers.
Backwards, Sideways, Forward, Front.
You stained me with juices so foul on my hand.
I ran backwards through the mist,
hoping time would split,
wishing I could go back and wouldn't exist.
Sidewards, Backwards, Forward, Front.
My hand is slipping through the cracks of your fingers.
I'm lost again.
Dream, Wandering, Losing, Inside.
Sturdy and firm.
I want to go back home.
My fingertips traced the arch of your bones.
My lips trailed slowly behind.
Turning, Twirling, Skipping, Hopping.
I stay on your side.
Dirty, Slut, Bitch, Cow, Whore.
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