Another

DIDACTIC POEM NUMBER TWO – OF MANNERS

We fucked, and now I quite forget her name;
she bit my cheek, her hands upon my throat,
until I stopped her. She put on her coat
next morning, looked expectant. Didn’t blame

her pout and sigh but wouldn’t kiss her cheek.
I don’t encourage women who persist,
with things I’ve asked them not to. Slap their wrist
quite gently first time. If my face goes bleak

as winter morning, you have gone too far.
I’m not unreasonable, but have my rules.
Have sex with strangers once, but not with fools
a second time. I blew him in a car

that pig. Swore any dumb thing I do once
I don’t do twice, however sweet their cunts.

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About rozkaveney

Middleaged, trans, novelist, poet, activist
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