Punch

He never loved

me and he

showed it all

the time

 

Left me hanging

high and dry.

Left my questions

unreplied

 

I cried maybe

half the time

in between sobs

asking why why why

 

It started to become

clear but sex was

good so it kept

me near

 

Rotation of women

Invited to his room

he couldn’t even keep

a count

 

I wrote sad poems

and cried

while I made

them rhyme

 

Always had eyes on

all other women

around persuing them

without care

 

So I’d go home

with a frown wonder

what was wrong

with me

 

Coffee not sweet?

Chicken not right?

Not good enough for

the night?

 

Until one day

I was sick of

only him enjoying

the ride

 

Truth be told

I came maybe 1 out

of 10 times, by my

hand to satisfy

 

He never loved

me but I do

did and

always will

 

So with men like

that, I’ve learned to

close the door. Ladies

just say no to manwhores.

My fishy friends

Amaru parades

Black armor suit

the tank villain

an ambush, she’s slayed

 

 

Monroe finding freedom

fanning her fancy

tail, defeated the foe

releasing an exhale

 

 

Inti, neon bright

Rules the stones

swimming through plants

doing a vertical dance

Livingroom

Remote control dive

The couch swallows everything

Crumbs swim across sea