Sex and SweatA Poem by caisrusso"He told me he fucked a lot of girls in his time."You reeked of sex and sweat and I said you were breaking me like pills break people and you laughed.
Your bed had tasted like so many naked girls that I could hear the mattress cry.
I would rather get rugburn or, bruised ribs on countertops than think about the skin of other sad little girls wrapped around your finger.
You reeked of bad choice and I said, you broke me and you said, not yet. © 2013 caisrussoReviews
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