Stuck in Neutral

Gotta get these words out of my head.

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Memories are not Choices

Making love to her was clumsy

The first time, she awkwardly threw the condom at you.

Rushing it to start so it could end.

You didn’t come that night.

Her auburn hair always got in the way

Obscuring your view when she sucked you off

Getting caught in your mouth when you kissed her neck

Accidentally pulled, not in the sexy way.

She giggled at the sight of cum mixing with blood 

That time you finished inside during her period,

But was overcome with shuddering sobs 

That time you came on her stomach

When you found out why, you cried too.

The last few months of your relationship,

You faked your orgasms,

The connection having already fled

From your two warm bodies.

Please remember, you loved her.

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Hanging out with my favorite Toad Hall art while I wait for my laundry. (at Toad Hall Art Barzaar)

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Mislabeled

Your go to praise was to call me a wildflower,

Because I was beautiful,

Because I could not be controlled or contained,

Because - here comes the backhanded compliment - I was not like other girls.

You called me a wildflower,

When you wanted to show how deep and poetic your soul was,

When you ran out of words to fake your ability to love me,

When you needed to remind me that even the exquisite can easily be trampled.

The day I left, I showed you I am not a delicate wildflower.

I am a Venus Fly Trap,

Still trying to rid the taste of you from my mouth.

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Sometimes I open my journal to write, but I doodle instead