frosted, anyway
An Aubade
peel your breast from me, waking banshee, impress with your uncreaky bones, pour cereal into my bowl on your way out, but won’t add milk because there is none.
peel your breast from me, waking banshee, impress with your uncreaky bones, pour cereal into my bowl on your way out, but won’t add milk because there is none.
I just realized there could be a slight misunderstanding.
Author’s Note: The only actual breast reference is in line 1. Line 4 is pointing out an inadequacy of the male character’s life skills.
I love this.