I bet it hurts you, doesn’t it?
to think that there is something
in this world which does not
revolve around you
it must shock you to think that
though the fuckery stemmed from you
you are no longer a factor in this equation
I’ve cancelled you out
smudged the edges of
my apartment and
ushered the toxicity
which is your imprint
upon my flesh
out of the building
you are hereby dismissed
do not think for one moment
I am sorry to see you go
you who have fetishized
raped and abused me
crawled between my
bones and my flesh and
leaked out your poison
What really gets me?
you’re convinced this is love
your smugness is nauseating
your certainty preposterous
yet you stay firmly planted
rooted in the rewritten history
you believe is your truth
your blindness is appalling
your presence is threatening
it is time for you
to exit the conversation.
“crawled between my
bones and my flesh and
leaked out your poison
What really gets me is
you’re convinced it is love
your smugness is nauseating
your certainty preposterous”
THIS.
Powerful piece.