One out at a time, don’t rush.
Your prompt is PLUCKED
Cold, pale pimpled flesh
Plucked, hair by hair, with tweezers
The hours we spend
How do you feel, naked?
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One out at a time, don’t rush.
Your prompt is PLUCKED
Cold, pale pimpled flesh
Plucked, hair by hair, with tweezers
The hours we spend
How do you feel, naked?
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I never get plucked
I sit bored, lonely, alone
Just my rotten luck
Why is it gooseflesh?
Blanched in boiling water and
Feathers ripped from skin?