Drew

She lays naked on the cover of a magazine
Supple young, so old. Unabashed and unaware
White skin darkness within. A painted fixation; pink round nipples
Deep back pocket missing, flat stomach and burning display of love

Descent into fear and truth, hatred, age and desperation
Resent your youth and misguided beauty. Filth

Drew

In control in the eyes of all, even mine
Stretching your fuck fucker fucking for my virgin hypocritical mouth to gorge upon your tiny right to be
Scare me with your confused and stupid little world
I think I hate what you are. Hating what you are

Drew