Explanation for this. One of the poetry assignments all 3 years I've taken poetry was always to write a poem in the form of how to directions. I never had the guts to turn this in, but I wrote it this year, from my own sick twisted mind about something bad that happened to me.
If you are offended, fuck off, I don't care. I needed an outlet for some really serious and sick emotions.
Wait for a warm spring night
After a BBQ by the pool
Wait for the young one
Who just got off work and
Needs to cool down
She’ll be wearing a red collared dress
And her grandfather’s hat and tie
Give her vodka
Watch how she drinks to
Prove herself among the boys
Or maybe just to drown her pain
Watch how she drinks to die
Wait
Until she’s spoken to almost everyone
But you
Hold back until
She’s running through the sprinklers
And to calm her down
Take her home to her bed
Filled with stuffed animals
In her room covered in posters
Lay her down and walk away as if leaving
To make her feel safe
Until she passes out and then
Spread her virgin legs wide
Enter her folds and pray
She doesn’t wake up till morning
Last but not least
Don’t get caught
