Thursday, September 17, 2020

I CAN'T HANDLE

I can't handle 

your promiscuity.

I can't handle 

your retelling in gory detail each seduction.

I can't handle 

your erotic fantasy of being sandwiched by two different men.

I can't handle 

you complaining that I bore you.

I can't handle 

the lies and the lies and the still more lies.

And I can't handle 

I surrendered my children for you.

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