I found an old hollowed out

I found an old hollowed out Gold toth I searched long and hard Until a crack appeared That fit it perfectly into The back of my mouth

Sometimes I wonder what it contains I shake my head and I seem To hear screams emanating from it Not screams of fear But of abundant joy Sometimes I let my tongue Gently caress it It tastes like a cunt I once licked Oh how I miss that cunt now

One morning I woke up very early And I felt like biting very hard Into all the women who ever shamed me But I knew it was only the tooth Wanting me to forget how much I owed these mythical creatures

All those hours of kissing Our lips raw with love Our bashfull buttocks Glowing in the dark

I love the feeling of the cracks in the gold I look at it through the broken car mirror an inch away from weeping ashamed of my own sentimentality and the possibility of love