Professional Documents
Culture Documents
Hayley Young Poem 1
Hayley Young Poem 1
Hayley Young Poem 1
by Hayley Young
My heavy glasses
Grown thicker and thicker
With each year of study
Slowly slipping
With each compression
Off my sweaty forehead
Then at last the final hooks
So desperately clinging to each ear
Lose their grip
My glasses fall
With horror I watch
As they bounce onto her pale left nipple
And land with a loud crack on the floor