these are the lines on her lips:

it's a day to day basis. a daddy loved me

complexion:

fair(y) face, connect the dots
to make the silhouettes.

(sexy/sexy without
a conscience)

she utters mischief at men with
long hair and girls with still-twinkling eyes

sick smiles all the way home

to:

father. a letter un)(sent.

daddy raped me and i liked it.


AN: I really dislike this poem. It's not conveying what I had in mind. But it's long overdue (since August) and there's something about the idea that is disturbingly appealing: I had to upload it.