Anyone with high intelligence
would have stopped in her
pony tracks and tried to go back
and cover them up and pretend
the journey never began
She is the classic dumb drum
who laughs at everyday
sadness and confusion
because
her ass hurts
and it grinds her
to be overly
sardonic
Follow the blood to her heart
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Author: annieepoetry
I am poet. I am woman. I write with my thumbs.
Read my poems. Tell me what You think. You may find the love poem you always thought someone wrote for you. Or the one you meant to write
But
Becareful
lovers tell zingers and often break hearts
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