I don’t think about you
when I’m trying to sleep
when the bed is too hard
when my limbs are too heavy
It’s only days like today
When you take off my
Clothes
And kiss at the marks on my body
Like you know how they got there
or why
Like you didn’t spend 10 minutes calling your other girl names about
The marks on her body
Like you know how they got there.
Or why.

Our time together consists of
sleeping
and *******
And I’m not too fond of either
Or the fact that you left
Me in a parking lot alone
To go see her

I am not the other woman
I am supposed to be
Your sunshine and your
Clementine but I guess
She is your grass or
At least she gives you
Enough of it
It doesn’t help that she’s
******* your brother
Why do I have to hear about
How upset you are over that?