How exactly big is my pocket?
Or is it a whore wide open,
Always nice and warming.
Always ready to get laid in?
Sounds like a closet-
Certainly worth it-
Surely is kept
For everyone to visit-
Sounds like a hotel-
Certainly open-
Surely is forward
For everyone to be booked-
Sounds like stroking-
Finally happened-
Surely is thrown
For everyone to suck it-
How exactly big is my pocket?
Finally calculated-
Will keep it wide open
For no one but me-
For hands having been there,
For hands having laid there,
Have shitted the floor
With their filthed shit-
From now on it’s only
For me still and warming,
So no one could ever put
Something in there-
It gets like my song here,
Calming, surely calming,
So if you do hear it,
Please, all stay away
For no one but me here
Can lay something in it
And no one will ever
Squeeze in through my frame.
Fairysong
© Copyright: Александр Снитко 2, 2017
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