The cottage cheese bed
She was after me
like a female spider after a mate
We were both lock in an adolescent
frenzy.
We rolled around sort of coiled around
Just like two snakes
Oblivious to all around
Screaming and panting.
Rather like the noise from
World of Sport wrestling time.
As we rolled around
Skin reacting like bubble wrap.
Pop, pop, pop, they went
Miniature volcanoes, with plumes of
puss
We lay exhausted
Lighting the traditional post traumatic
cig
As we drift off in our acne made
Cottage cheese bed for two,
Martin Hickman©October 2014
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