
I fiddle with your boobs
While you sleep,
the way a young girl
Explores her
Belly button.
Im curious to
Know what its like
To have that weight
On your chest.
I cough,
Restricted by my own.
Its comforting.
Like the beautiful
Mole on an asian mans
Face.




"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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