i cannot keep doing this anymore

I cannot keep doing this anymore

this dance for fools

for fools like us

this same old same old song.

this tightrope i’ve been walking on.

this push pull and shove

this thing we’ve called love.

its really control and S&M.

It’s all about you telling me what to do

all the entire damned time

about everything

you don’t want a wife

you want a puppy

you want a bitch in heat

something to lie next to your feet

something that needs to be fixed

and that’s simply unacceptable to me.

If I agree to postpone the divorce?

If I try to make things work out again,

all this means is sooner or later

you will hit me again.

sooner or later everything will all be my fault all again

because thats how you spin it

you spin it to win it.

If I stay I will be foolish to expect anything different than this crash course

we’ve eroded upon.

Where sooner or later everything blows up in my face again.

I need to leave you.

I need to stop loving you.

I need to be free from you.

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i cannot keep doing this anymore

baby dust

baby dust…

just a sprinkle’

will do me as we fall longingly into’

lust.

this baby dust ,

this baby dust,

this rusty fallopian tube.

a spoon,

a plate and a dish.

your forking me again.

sex is our dirty little –

married secret.

what now?

what else?

pregnancy, childbirth, labor-

the erosion of moments

the erosion of memories.

if i recall how badly,

this will be hurting me,

i will never do it again.

baby dust.

baby dust