Treasure Island

Just the Regular Scotty Dogg

(Don't rightly remember. They always called me Dogg / The Potato Fields, Indiana)

Day Dreaming At Work


On a snowy canvas, I splashed her
down with bare, brown, freckled
shoulders. With mirrors everywhere,
she crams both purple fists into a
ball and squeezes them between
the autumn of her thighs.
She looks up at the universe and
her blind eye asks me tenderly:
Is it in you?

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013

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  • Bri Edwards (10/11/2013 2:05:00 PM)

    dog? sex? ? ? ? ? i can't say i love this, or that it is beautiful or very lush or gorgeous. purple fists? ? ?

    autumn of her thighs? ....chicken thighs? and the mirrors is the topper. are you sure this is day dreaming or could it be a night dream? i'm really befuddled. but thanks for sharing, i think. does your boss know what you are up to, or are you the boss? on to the next one. (Report) Reply

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