Monday, June 14, 2010

Is That It?! (Adult)

by Laura Whelton

Oops I did it again
I let you in
You didn’t stop, no
You went right ahead.

Just like before
I was your whore.
Stripped and bloated
Night time madness
Paints a badly
Drawn portrait.

He is never going to change.
Those lonely edged
Calls on a quiet morning
Ring in my ear.

Yet the tragedy remains
The same.
I am naked and fat.
Stream sweat from your face
Onto breasts
Most forgiving.

But I’m tired now

And the semen running down my legs
Aint going nowhere fast.

But I am.
I’ll run in my mind
Until I’m out of wordless breath.
And accept the last
Solid fact,
Of being
Nothing to somebody
Who used to be everything
To me

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