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The Autobiography of my Underwear

The Autobiography of my Underwear

I am too young to write my autobiography
but my underwear has seem much;
it has been piss stained
cum stained
shit stained
locked in the darkness most of its life
thrown away to prevent chafing in Nicaragua

It has lain on floors
and been thrown over furniture
felt a warm teasing mouth
and been lost between sheets
My underwear wrapped around my ankles
in passionate haste

My underwear has been washed and dried
washed and dried
it has been Stanfields, Fruit of the Loom, Mr. Brief
bikini briefs, and coloured boxers
outgrown, torn to rags and bought anew
The autobiography of my underwear is ongoing