the man behind the curtain
that decided my worth
took his turns deciding whether or not
he felt like pretending to care about me
he oftentimes played the role of god-
and everyone owed him a favour
he wanted the rush
he inhaled from parkour on the week's end
and the kind of romance
he devoured in science fiction novels
i was too afraid to get off of my knees
and to not address him like royalty
but i let him file me down
into a perfect wife
knees on the ground,
my head stayed bowed
obedient like a puppy
scared out of it's wits
eventually i unlocked the door at the top of the cell
just to find him sitting there,
lit cigar (elegant this time)
and a novel
while he watched my mind absorb the smoke
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 11:12 PM UTC
the man behind the curtain
that decided my worth
took his turns deciding whether or not
he felt like pretending to care about me
he oftentimes played the role of god-
and everyone owed him a favour
he wanted the rush
he inhaled from parkour on the week's end
and the kind of romance
he devoured in science fiction novels
i was too afraid to get off of my knees
and to not address him like royalty
but i let him file me down
into a perfect wife
knees on the ground,
my head stayed bowed
obedient like a puppy
scared out of it's wits
eventually i unlocked the door at the top of the cell
just to find him sitting there,
lit cigar (elegant this time)
and a novel
while he watched my mind absorb the smoke
