boys

empty out my head things

like you’d empty your pockets for bus fare

and with the same intention

a few stops

then you’re off

though i couldn’t tell you where

-

open up to me beneath your sheets

like you’d open up your umbrella on a rainy day

that is, if you hadn’t forgotten it again

a drizzle

just a few more blocks

i don’t think you could even recall my name

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a brilliant movie about the

a brilliant poem about the way some men objectify women


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