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Middle name: Mayhem, First name: Mess
by Vikki OwensWith these scissorback legs
and these switchblade eyes,
a broken-knuckle charm
these thighs are icy
but my hemline is flammable..
you wanna touch this with a ten foot pole.
you wanna touch all my skin
just to find an entrance in,
but my mouth says chastity
while the small of my back says heavenly.
you cant taste of this fruit
without giving of you,
my vampire hands play russian and roman,
you never seen such a mess of a woman
or wanted something so divinely inhuman.
monster or Madam, prostitute or prude,
i am a tightrope walker
failing a field sobriety test
and all the bad boys know, thats when a good girl is best.
06/29/2011 Posted on 06/30/2011
Copyright © 2024 Vikki Owens
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 06/30/11 at 10:03 PM Love, love the word play and relentless imagery and style. This is a fantastic read. |
| Posted by Wayne Tate on 07/08/11 at 04:27 AM Perfectly potent on all levels. I love the way your words bend from moment to moment. Gathering steam with the innocence of a chain saw. This was an amazing ride. I'm so glad I found this. Thanks for sharing. |
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