Venus Flytrap Poem by isaac gracie

Venus Flytrap



I am my father’s son.


- Misogyny -



Concealed. Venomous.


Lurching. Curling like a cobra.



- Draw you in -




Then bite your breasts off.





Venus flytrap.

Thursday, January 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: father,son
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