Abandoned playthings rot in isolation,
You toyed with me and left me for broke.
I’d **** you if I could, but you have disarmed me.
Naked and exposed, you dirtied me with your deviant desires.
Back and forth, I thought we swung higher, until the cherry bump threw me from your chains of love.
Up and down on the teeter totter, faster and harder, my legs broke for you.
I sat in the middle of your merry-go-round, but you spun so fast I could not keep hold of you and landed on splintered wood chips.
Bleeding and scarred, I limped from your playground unwillingly.
Why weren’t you labeled condemned?

12/27/2015