Broke

Broke.

Only word I can think that rhymes

Is choke.

Broke

Choke

Soak

Smoke.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

We have a winner!

Am I really broke?

Or am I lost? A lost cause

Or lost in the sea of careers

I never wish to be

What do you want to be?

You’re talking about a career.

But what about what I want to be.

Adventurous

Courageous

Lumpatious?

Ridiculous!

I just just stole that word

From Sam and Cat

Who probably stole it from

Salman Cat

Or maybe

Cat in the hat.

Im no dr.suess with the poetry but

I do have a Sam I am.

Yes, Sam.

Sam, he is.

Sam. I say it with bliss

Because that's what he is.

My blistex, always causing me to

Lick my lips.

Bite

Suck

Tug

Rug burn.

The feeling of the leather seats

From your backseat rubbing

Above my knees.

Friction that caused

A parked car to move.

Movement not generated by the tires

Riding that requires no driving.

My mileage is going up

But its always the same owner

Same driver.

Same hands

Same feet

Same.

Sam.

6 feet

But look at his feet

You know what they say?

I do not know they

Therefore I do not know

Nor listen.

Dark Skin.

A midnight temptation

My crack!

Fuck that, my weed

Hes everything I need

To get mellow

Like the color yellow

Yes that made no sense

But neither do these feelings

They crept up slow

And smack me from behind

Like a punk ass bitch

Who lost her damn mind.

Mind. I think I lose it.

When Im with you

My stomach is abused

From the pricking prodding of the millions

Of butterflies

That bounce around

When I hear your voice

Your car’s noise

Your knock at the door

Your footsteps touching the floor

I notice it all

The detail

The smells

Your smile

Those scars that shape your face

So beautifully

The scars that I love

To chase with my fingertips

And give you goosebumps

With my sexual grips

Make you stand up without leaving your

Chair.

You feel as soft as puddy

When you’re rock hard daddy?

Oh, you bite?

Well I’ll bite back

He licked this so I’ll lick that

He went down and I went up

While two things rolled

My eyes and your tongue.

Go faster!

Harder!

Rougher!

Like you’re daddy

But I’m not your daughter

Do it smooth

Like Santiaga and his boo

His soft spot. His everything.

Give it your everything.

But get off when you get off.