i am tearing at the seams of me
and i am being
and the force is sickening.
i am fighting the sliding up my throat
of nausea, of guilt
of the idea that there is more
that i am hiding from.
i am exposing the pieces of me
that make you weak
throat, breast, all the rest
that you could never quite deny.
am for once so unforgiving
am for once so true to me
that it all comes down to you.
because i know the things you think
when you are faced with bare skin
and a love
and a need to sin.
do not believe the things they say
about how i am redeemable
about how i can be saved
because otherwise i am a waste.
your need will keep you up
at night and i am the silk
within the sheets you touch
the taste is bitter on your tongue.
you love it anyway, the way
i fight the human fight
and how i always lose
to the push of jeans and dreams
and things less loving
than the way you touch my hair and
the way you always stare
when i walk away.
because you know the last time
is really just the first.
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