Woke up this morning,
Could barely lift my head.
Had no clue where i was.
It was somewhere new.
Introduced,
Without and introduction.
A strangers bed.
Body frigid from the realization of this uncomfortable situation.
Naked, striped of my clothes while trying to grasp at my dignity.
What is left of my pride slowly distinguishes.
Throat is dry and my voice crackles.
I feel as tho i'm being held hostage.
But i'm free to leave,
Forget with ease.
Which should be easy considering...
Can't remember the sequence of events,
That led me to a strangers bed.
I try to move but can't,
The sheets are tangled between my legs.
Everything is white... almost pure.
I am the human stain.
A sexual being,
Body like an instrument.
Music played for pleasure.
Tantalizing notes.
I'm a pawn in a hedonistic game of chess.
Is it worth it?
My body is no longer mine,
It's bruised and torn,
Broken beyond repair.
I'm not even there.
Just walk on me,
Past me,
Or better yet just walk on through me.
They call me Jezebel,
They call me whore.
I know what I am,
I know my role.
Barely even worthy of a name.
I'm a disgusting addiction meant to be used and abused.
Artificial connections momentarily satisfy my needs,
Keeping me sane.
Makes me feel a little less disposable,
Giving me a little less to lose.
This constant mind occupying delusion never fails to reoccur,
And always seems to lead me back to another strangers bed.
About Me
- Sagnacious Deeds
- -I like people, i like things but most of all i like boats because they go places. -Sagal means sun showers. Or summer rain as i like to think of it. "Do you know what a summer rain is? To start with, pure beauty striking the summer sky, awe filled respect absconding with your heart, a feeling of insignificance at the very heart of the sublime, so fragile and swollen with the majesty of things, trapped, ravished, amazed by the bounty of the world." - The Elegance of the Hedgehog (Muriel Barbery)
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