waking up, a head beside yours
(blame salome if you must)
and you know it was not a dream
him, hand spanning the length of your insecurities
and you, starving enough to accept even stale attention
afterwards, take two showers, one after another
vanilla and raspberry milk
scrub his handprints from your body
but your skin still wears like smudged glass
still smeared with cigarette streaks
woman, when did your love become so cheap?
waste tom ford on his goon-flavoured lips
a marathon body on his unwashed hands
phds on his patriarchal mind
he slurs that you’re pretty, and you tell him you love him
how many more needle pricks before the wound is stitched
how many more cheap thrills to hit your self-worth
look at you, so tired of the scratch of black lace
volunteering yourself as an answer
to questions he never had the right to ask
tell yourself you feel cherished this way
but i know you haven’t ever felt cheaper
he breaks in, and you thank him for visiting
letting them take you, have you, own you
never asking to stay, to be kept
call it selfless, if nothing else
Lovely and sad. I can feel her disappointment and disillusionment.
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Thank you xx
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Hi Melody – This is very well written and moving. Thanks for writing it. Cheers – Martyn
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Hi Martyn! Thanks so much for your lovely comment xx
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I don’t know why, but this reminds me of the Tori Amos line (I forget the song off the top of my noggin at this moment)… “I’ve shaved everywhere you’ve been boy”.
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Wow, what a line!
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Wow, I love this. You write beautifully.
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Awww, thank you so much for this! 🙂
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evocatie of many emotions.
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Thanks xx
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Beautiful and powerful.
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Thank you so much Claire! 🙂
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((((hugs)))))
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Aww hugs to you too xxx
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Raw and painful. Solitude is better.
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Definitely seems that way sometimes!
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More than I simply enjoyed this piece, I felt it. I look forward to reading more!
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Aww, thank you so much for this! xx
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Very well written, “waste tom ford on his goon-flavoured lips” was my favorite part!
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Thanks! I liked that part too haha 🙂
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Well written
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Thank you!!
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Check out my blog: https://sjohndotblog.wordpress.com
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Thanks for sharing this with me! I’ll definitely take a look 🙂
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Thank you ❤️
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Love the way your words connect so effortlessly.
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Aw, thank you for such a lovely comment!
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Wow that’s bitter
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Haha it is a bit, isn’t it?
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Such conviction in this one. Can feel your powerful compassion behind the tough words. Great job there!
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Aw, thank you so much for this Colin!
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Whoa. Deep.
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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What a very powerful and emotional piece. That will stay with me.
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Thank you so much for this lovely comment Chris! Very glad you liked it
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