Maybe this poetry is greater than me, my youth echoes out of my body, its connected, to so many things, like humanity, the truth is always echoing out, if you've ever fucked a bitch, her body, vulnerable and willing, you'd know how god felt, what it was, to be like your daddy, I have so much to learn, this bitch, beneath you, she's like the ocean, she can accept so much love, so much hatred, you fuck her because you need to, but its her that indulges, its her that opens her arms, accepts your youth, your virgin energy, this poem is a prophecy, I’m willing to marry you, be molded by you, who you need me to be, I’m willing to be a bitch, moaning for daddy to love me, oh baby, I’m just a monkey, I love to get freaky, yes, officer, frisk me, I lost track of where I was going, I should give more than that, why am I always a man, maybe its just where I stand, I have a lot to learn, womanhood is a whole path, I should get on that, do my homework, or my teacher will punish me, skirt pushed above my thighs, daddy pushing inside, I always have this tendency, to solve the problem, to let it pass, and move on to the next thing, I never indulge, in the experience, I have such minimal, love for life, I only like it, enough to get by, have I never felt hunger, have I never committed blasphemy, repent, repent, repent, why am I so dirty, I’ve always thought, I worked for the devil, but I think he knows not to trust me, I have this tendency to do good, that cause the other demons not to like me, I’m still trying to lose my virginity, get some tiger stripes, some notches on my belt, rape a bitch, maybe he sees it, I’m not willing, is there hope for me, there are these spaces, where hell can be so tasty, but maybe it depends, on whether my father wants to fuck me, the devil man, is it you or me, his spirit flows through all of us, maybe I’m like everyone else, in the demon army, waiting to do my part, the devil whispering, he’s a vampire, stab him in the heart, opening the door, your father fucking your sister, are you gay, ready to stab him, do you want to admit it, that you want a taste, damn man, I smell work, I was having so much fun too, the new year is waiting, I smell limitations coming, maybe its just hymens to break, I wonder how many people I’ve fucked, this poetry, how does it taste, I smell evil, I smell the harvest, a dirty, stinky pussy, is almost upon us, don’t say it, the war against Hamas.

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