Ignore treacherous aching
at the intricate joins of my
definitive proof of femininity.

Stamp on a barcode and
hand over ill-gained receipt;
Only just got used to you
and your erratic ownership
when you passed me on.

Simply put, i'm little more
than a shabby plaything
at your sordid beck and call
marketing this devastating
brand of the ultimate
illicit pleasure

22/11/08
01:34