Twisting my every word,
Let my teeth chatter,
As you flatter yourself.
Will you watch me,
Smirking and leering?
I can see you from here,
Pleasuring yourself,
Licking up my every word.
But will you remember,
That my verse was never
Meant to land between
Your numb and shaking legs?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes...why not? well said...propaganda