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Tuesday, 10 April 2012

That Fat Cunt - NaPoWriMo #9


Asked me if I was sixteen
I told him that I was
But I think he knew that I wasn’t
In fact I’m sure of it

Asked me if I knew anyone in the area
This road in particular
And when I told him I did
He said I had to leave by the back door
Just in case
And even though I knew this was wrong
It became …
More wrong
If you can understand that