Jessica Holter - He Said He Didn't Get High

He said He didn’t get High

he said he didn’t get high
he said it and he meant it
he was there to represent it
like a school yard rhyme

with his balls
(he had two big ones)
like ripened country plums
i want him to bust ‘em
between my aching walls

i couldn’t wait
the pharmacy was so far away
and it was late
and i was hot
so daddy dug in raw
he hit my spot
too far gone
to contemplate my fate

today

i’m sitting in a chair
taking smaller breaths
each time i breath the air
looking all around
i am quite the cynic
peeking under skirts and into shirts
i wonder, what has been in there
and why they are in this clinic

never mind
said the little mind
inside mine
“why are you here? ”
why am i here?

he said he didn’t get high
he said it and he meant it
he was there to represent it
like a school yard rhyme

with his balls
he had two big ones
like ripened country plums
i want him to bust ‘em
between my aching walls

By Ghetto Girl Blue

Jessica Holter

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