Fresh Hell

Writing about a friend…

 

---

 

I like the way

You coil in my bathtub

I like the way your smooth folds beckon

I like your scales

I like your pointed tail

I like your magma eyes

I like you

You are attractive

And I like what you are holding in your open palm

A gift for me.

Is that an apple?

Or is it

An awkward cousin crush?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

---