Happiness missed me today.
It’s not that I didn’t get my way.
I just really wish you’d go away.
Choke on your arrogance until
your eating disorder fades away.
Gaslighting me with happiness
is the best part of my day, especially
when I’m biting my lip to bleed from
trying not to speak, giving you the last
word before you fall asleep in my arms;
we say we’re sorry, fixing us through sweaty
sex is therapy for what we say in anger.
We chase a high for another day to stay
because happiness is being with you.
(© 2022 AC)