Poems by Ayushman

Ode to a bitch in heat…

a poem by

Ayushman

The wretch looked on with wicked eyes,
foaming like the devils sighs.
She stomped him out, to the floor,
bitch on heels, she wanted more.
His blood flowed down through the drain,
she pursed her lips, to cut through his refrain…
He smiled gently and then said,
“enough of you, get off my bed”…

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