A letter to Unicorn Hunters
So I’m bisexual, Poly sexual & also incredibly sexy which makes me what some would call a ‘unicorn’ and just like all rare beautiful creatures- humans have a tendency to hunt them to extinction. So this poem is about my most recent experience with that.
But the poly I am is different then the poly you expected me to be.
For me, it’s about compassion and connectivity.
For you- it seemed to revolve around your own misery.
So many good memories of us 3
Yet was it all lies? I think it may be
A hunters mask hiding lust
Not really love when it’s bound by false trust.
I tried to make boundaries
With no chance to concede
But My unicorn magic belongs only to me.
Polyamory was not the problem
But it did highlight the ones you had
The codependency, insecurities & inability to communicate or truly compromise.
& Despite what I tried , all you gave me were lies.
False promises, written on the back of my saddle.
I couldn’t even speak without apologizing for how I felt.
Drowning , in my own loneliness
Because it was only ever you 2- never truly us
& I carry alot of resentment even to this day
Because y’all manipulated me into believing every word you would say
And maybe I should’ve paid more attention
To the cues she wasn’t happy
But god forbid I be selfish for one fucking second
How dare I ask for a little bit of equity?
I knew you were new to this
But fuck - it’s like you didn’t even try
All the articles I sent you, the things we discussed
It feels like you crumpled them up and burned them- along with our trust.
Darling, I know I am making you out like a villain.
But I did not consent to be anyones secondary.
We were in agreement this was no hierarchy
Yet you couldn’t handle the love he had for me
Packed your bags overnight, left us to continue the fight - Alone.
Imagine how he felt? Because you surely don’t care how it affected me.
You had your family and your therapy, and we were stuck-
Left to pick up the pieces of your mess -
And to think your excuse was your own sadness?
Like I don’t have mental issues too?
But I wouldn’t use them as an excuse to be a bitch to you.
This isn’t feminism it’s just basic fucking etiquette.
I wish I knew there was an option to just up and quit.
But the unicorn never gets the power or privilege to choose.
I just have to deal with it, and live with the bruise.
Darling, if you loved another
as long as you loved me still
But you don’t- and those words were strong enough to kill.
where I thought we’d be okay-
That him & i would live to see another day
But I respect that your his wife & I would never want to come between you 2- even after all this strife.
So I’m Back to square one,
If only I had paid attention to those red flags I knew were wrong.
but I’d never give up my magical life
just to spend my precious energy on some insecure couple that doesn’t respect my autonomy.
I am far more powerful then you realize
I am more then just a spice in your sex cabinet, a fetishization of your imagination.
I have spells to cast and faeries to dance with.
And The more you try to hunt me, the further away I’ll fly.
