Confused innocence between my legs,
my hairless dick pulsing, arched

For the vile unknown.

A victim of

Lurking mascara'ed eyes,
painted red lips, perverted desire.
long manicured nails, scraping at my virginity.

My broken home nightmares cease next door,
I relish in her nuclear dream of shared

Meals and affectionate display, when
she "knows" a game.

Wetness slides over me, robbing

my cradle, devouring my genes.
In a terrified panic, pushing her off,

I scream, "Stop it, get off, get off, I feel like I have to pee!"

I AM,
A Mother's prey.

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