I have a book of some of my slutty poetry, for sale!
With poems like this (partial view):
my mother asked you about your trip to Germany
while I sucked you off my bedroom door half-open
I got lost on the way back to your house
too many similar trees
I left you at the airport because I forgot you were
coming I was in bed with someone new
you had no underarm hair and your sweat
tasted like ivy you were pale I touched
each of your ribs with my palms
you tried to shave my legs in the shower
and ended up cutting yourself
You made me come in the middle of a field
I shrieked when the fireflies flew into my hair
you said shut up ...