Public Water Slide

Aqua concrete,
With skinned knees, 
And that Alderman
Fat and 
Inconspicuus, 
Until mother 
Filmed him. 

The water slide, 
Slick and Fun, 
but not after
I sprouted
Pubic hair. 

And then, 
in winter, the
frozen air
Tempted me
To fornicate
In that very 
same place. 

I pray for 
An earthquake, 
To shatter and
Dismantle this
Deception
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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