Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Weeping Reverse Cowgirl


  

how  many moons in 53 years how many centuries since 2012 when the moon stayed soft and fuck me harder in pisces and saturn tied me to a cypress tree and whipped me into rock bottom psycho slut mode and every doll that was living died inside me like the house fire in 1979

then me alive and sweating to "hot for teacher" and "hard habit to break" in monahans, texas in the garage dave the virgo stepfather turned into my bedroom in 1985 when all the puzzle pieces were scattered but i could divine the big picture

and this finally is it giddy again maybe for the first time ever
in the year of the galloping fire horse so in love it's like i was never
forgotten discarded abandoned rejected left for dead on junction highway
it's all new and hot and impossible and addictive so 1991
strung out on prozac hearing "the wall" for the first time
every orgasm a neon vegas affirmation from all the planets and angels
and asteroids and grand ole opry ghosts

so discombobulated so dirty and stained with it
all i can say is

gracias daddy gracias 

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