I wondered how many
lips you touched
I shouldn't have just picked you
up like that
I could have gotten something
younger
But your shape
was something I've never seen
You were cheap
Unexpected
Wrapped in plastic
I cut you open with a butter knife
and poured Zinfandel in you
Poem by Joel Carpenter www.jcarpenterr.com
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Author:
Joel Carpenter (Pseudonym) (
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