10 Reasons Why You Are Not Allowed In My Bed Any More

By Yesika Starr

I grew tired of tying my shadow to your heel
before you disappeared through my window.

Orgasms feel so much better
with direct eye contact

I learned that you sacrificed nothing
by putting up with my weight
but I was the martyr for dealing with your
Dorito’s and stale cigarette breath

there are more positions than doggy style

you never read
the love notes
tucked into
my flesh

I am not in the habit of sleeping with men I do not know
and nine years into this carnal complicity
you no longer are the smiling boy I once adored.

if I wanted to feel like
I gave everything I had to someone who
did not know what to do with it
I would go to Church more often.

I am the moon and you forgot to act accordingly

the last time I held you I thought of jelly fish

I love your memory too much to allow you to soil it.
please stop knocking on my window late nights

I am the moon

I am full.

No thank you

I have had enough.

2 Responses to “10 Reasons Why You Are Not Allowed In My Bed Any More”
  1. Florence says:

    love this so much, want to blow it up and put it on my wall so the words will be engrained in my subconcious.

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