On becoming an emotional masochist

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 07, 2018

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I asked fairness

to a goneperson, once

now I go into the nighttime

I go ha-ha don't you like that beat

ha-ha

and they always reply—

ha-ha

ha-ha yes

I hang all my pretty clothes up too

in my wardrobe

so I can be s-e-x-y

so I can make my mind up

when someone hugs me, and I kiss him

tells me, breathes in my ear

‘call me daddy’

[wants me to miss him]

“daddy” I now say

in this contrived kind of way

but I’m so timid, so shy

ha-ha

ha-ha

ha-ha

to goneperson once eyes said—

careformeplease

please, please

if back then rejection could have been exquisite

then maybe,

I wouldn't have changed a thing

then I wouldn't have to—

read in between the lines

like with daddy

who's touching me now

so rough rough through my panties,

making me feel so precious

[so sick to my stomach with fun]

while in between the lines

goneperson said nothing

though its funny too that

goneperson is always

gone

but daddy, he puts on some music

the rest of my clothes come off

and its like falling down

againandagainandagain

except this time the pain is feeling so

ha-ha

ha-ha

ha-ha


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