Lollipop

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Poetry

These plastic dolls I have,

have their hearts cut out

in the shape of batteries.

Their faces are smeared in

blood and sugar.

I bleed on my sheets and

rape myself in my Sunday dress

laced pink, black, and white.

I'll fuck you if you fuck me

to the sweetest melody

of a metal music box.

I'll suck you off with the

taste of latex and candy in my mouth.

I love the horrible things you do to me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Jack Off Jill + Eighteen Visions = this poem.

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Rebecca Ratchford's picture

I love Jack Off Jill.

And you're poems are great. Good imagery.

Lloyd Wagoner's picture

pretty damn good. pretty damn good.