My Mouth My Cunt - Sarah Mary Chadwick

And everything’s a poem

And everything’s an art

Everyone’s a drop of blood

Once squeezed through someone’s heart

And everyone’s just pausing

On their way to somewhere else

And everyone’s indecipherable

But decipherable is hell

And you don’t want me

And you don’t want me one bit

And just my mouth makes you remember

And my cunt makes you forget

And you can’t have me

And hurt me in your bed

With your hands so big and tender

And your up above my head

Well I don’t know what roles we’re playing

But I promise I’ll learn my lines

And I’ll give it all every practice

And I’ll always be on time

On time

On time

On time

On