I just walked by two feral cats having sex
next to four bags of trash & I was jealous
I want to be feral with someone just for once
in my life & not care who sees me
or even just get hot & naked into bed or out
of bed with anybody anywhere to be desired
& hear dirty words in my ear so tired of these lesbians
who just want to “make love” & sing lullabies I want the weight
of a man but not the look feel sound of a man is it too soon
to assume maybe I just want to fuck myself not masturbation
I mean myself beneath me because only I know what I want
how far does that narcissism go I’ve swiped left & left & left
on tinder bc the girlfriend still can’t decide if she actually wants
to be “The Girlfriend” or not I knew she was indecisive
when she spent two weeks trying to decide between mustard
yellow or sun yellow for her West Elm lounge chair she went
with mustard yellow & the first word out
of her mouth when it was delivered was ugh
& I should have got the other yellow
so honestly idk really I don’t even know
but also like which yellow am I & when
can I be as lucky as those cats
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