The world she inhabits is cold to the bone
because the brickwork broke loose from her childhood home,
and with the violence condoned in unanswered phones
the demons they come in their drones.
So leave her alone and don’t ask any questions
because the best that you’ll get from your see-through intentions
is a thousand yard stare with lips slightly parted
and a hand, forceful, between her thighs.
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