I broke a man
I took him down to the skittle wood
Of his bones, and
That was a bad thing;
To let him get away with thinking
He could ever possess me.
Oh I know, men do this all the time-
But, I don’t belong there
Wish I cared…
I only apologised because I knew I should
It’s human to look a little hurt-
Really, it’s tedious and dry
The death of a counterfeit relationship
I hoped and held my breath, we flogged that beast
And felt disgust at the carnage
My tongue the butcher’s knife
I traded in unwanted love for strife
And, on my way out
Put him on a daily regime of glucosamine.
Shit, why am I so mean?
