“Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own.” — Salvatore Quasimodo, from a speech in New York.
Today, I spanked a girl on her bottom.
She was walking her dog.
I chose the right spot to do it;
At the end of a road.
It was dark with no one else around.
I hit her hard and heard her scream;
As I sped off on my motorbike.
I wasn't scared that she would let her dog at me;
It was a small one. I could have crushed it.
I felt good when I heard her scream.
It made me feel powerful.
I wish I could have done something more.
If only I was braver!
I see her almost everyday.
But she doesn't know it was me.
Like I mentioned, I chose the perfect spot.
I feel safe knowing I'll never be caught.