Fields of Pussy Willow

The Whip is your Master
A Woman is your Tasker.
The Devil is Giving Head
in the County Houses
Despite the Blows
Heads remain Swollen.
As you Frolic in Fields of Pussy Willow.
We could be Free
March to our Destiniies
We must Wait
Till the Malls are closed.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Country/Region: USA

Comments

I like this. I wish there

I like this. I wish there were more to it so that I could tease out what is being alluded to

this

is the style of writing that stays with you for days nagging at the bak of your mind as there can be so many meanings behind the words

A warm Neo welcome to you hope to see more of your work