Poem: Happiness Isn’t A Warm Gun
By: Reese Scott
it was only a gun
that she had found under a stranger’s
pillow
after they had made love
it felt warm in her hand
it felt warmer
than he
did
when he was
inside
her
By: Reese Scott
it was only a gun
that she had found under a stranger’s
pillow
after they had made love
it felt warm in her hand
it felt warmer
than he
did
when he was
inside
her
