Car

Car

A Poem by JR

She’s good to go she says

she wants to stretch her

legs she wants to strain

she wants to moan she

says I hold her back

coop her up but tonight

goddamn I want her

to stretch those legs

I want her to moan

but we’re like old tires

getting thin,

getting bald,

getting old.

© 2020 JR


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JR
JR

Placerville, CA



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