Unraveling of clothes,distanced emotions.
She was beautiful,I am still good looking.
Corrupted desires,adulterated cultures.
She lost her beauty to the vultures.
Now she is angry at the world,
I wonder why though.
I foretold the future,she didn’t listen.
Her judgement crowded with dopamine.
She was a virgin to every experience there is.
I had big plans for her,she thought I was hesitant.
Now she lays with the wolves,still angry at the world,
I wonder why though.
Beating hearts,curly spines.
I told her,“do not let them see your pant”,
She went ahead and got naked.
Legs apart,woodwork creaking.
She felt heaven on earth.
Irregular breaths,abnormal grips.
She hates herself for getting ecstatic.
She is angry at the world,
I am still wondering why.
“Men are trash”,she yelled at me onetime.
But Odo,none of these vultures were “men”.
Those wolves you laid with were not “men”,
How come “Men are trash” ?
Now she is angry at me.