RelationshipsA Poem by Alessander
His wit is like a whip
It slices the air It scars backs Makes onlookers wince Before the soundbarrier even breaks CRAACKKK
Hss tongue forks Women squirm Pleading for drugs or dick In polite company, They shun him at mimosas brunches Glance down on their cells - sheepishly As their GFs pretend Their audi hubbys don't get ridden @ asian massage parlors This is the dark silhouette Behind every FB vacation Behind every IG kiss The part your aunts hide Like some 1970s game show Where everyone dresses up like a clown Jumping up and down the aisle Expecting you to accept Everyone wins © 2020 AlessanderReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 21, 2020 Last Updated on July 21, 2020 AuthorAlessanderLos Angeles, CAAboutSi se puede I'm doing more multimedia stuff. Engaging. Experimenting. Expanding. Check out my pieces below; It's 2020 not 1820. Time for change. ------------------------------.. more..Writing
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