We Can’t Stop Buying The Whore

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Kayla Wheeler - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

We Can’t Stop Buying The Whore

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a Miley Cyrus/Anne Sexton Mashup This house is a hard hell shaking, a strip club stuffed with night. Red cups and sweaty bodies searing the flesh until it is nice and juicy. You are a glass I have paid to shatter, the boat I have rented by the hour and we can't stop dancing. All night we own love, take Molly like girls or roast beef. I vomit into your hand like a jackpot getting turned up, warm my trembling mouth, get a line in the bathroom. Under your bra I swallow the pieces down with my spit. You are the sunlight I have purchased and if you're ready to go I'll steer until you run aground. Forget god (haters), it's our party we can do what we want.

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  • Kayla Wheeler