Thursday, February 17, 2005

he fucks me
because he hates me,
fucks me when he's mad.
it's a rough-love principle,
he explained to me,
in that i like it rough
when he loves me
but i am just too rough
to love.
every night i sob to myself,
"he should've just been another notch
on the bedpost!"
to which the bed replies,
"you shouldn't have let him
make holes in your heart."
and so i do what any
bed-postal ex would
and fuck him in my dreams
to forget how rough
reality is.
*bettie* at 1:11 PM