i can bitch,

i mean,

i can be a bitch.

even your flesh pressed

against, around


your words in my ears,

i can think of

a million


different ways

to make you twitch

before sundown.

scratch the itch

i won't satisfy

lance the wound

i won't look away

straight in the

eye i say

i ain't leavin

till you walk away.

i can be a bitch,

i mean,

i can bitch,

i mean,

like soft round bodied

thick boned paint splattered

bare breasted toes broken

woman, like me,

bitch like me.