haven’t you had enough
all his bullshit and all his stuff
you give and give and he never
says he loves you
he can never say thank you
you understand? i hope you do
you can get down on your knees and pray
get down on your knees and say hail marys
and pick him berries and squeeze the grapes for his wine
or you can get on your knees and suck his balls
until he comes all over the walls
and still--


he won’t love you

this is me when i love you
you’re like my mother
i could be nursed by you
you’re like my little sister and i would nurture you
or you’re like the significant other
and i’m like the lusty brother
and i could just fuck you