linearity— what a concept
you want me to have, so badly
does this desire consume you
that you are unable to differentiate
your description of me

clever
funny
nymphomaniac
i play the game of feigned offence
manipulative?
no, sweet
****** up

there is a way you spit
at my lack of linearity unless
i am rubbing it in circles per
your instruction
underneath your torso
tense in anticipation

if you had seen me as a supplicant to pleasure
this time last year
begging to relish in submission, rather
than recoil in obedience
you would not question the pride i hold
at my ability to ******