Women like you
give insecure women
a bad name.
It’s a shame.

I’ll be the
psycho you mentioned
to your friends.

You’re easy on
my blue eyes.
A fine-tuned
way of motion
suggests we’re friends.

I want more
so much more;
God, why can’t
I have more
you in bed.

I’m already a
villain in your
head with clipped
wings cloaked black
in color with
sweaty sex still
on your tongue.

Say my name
facing the mirror
exactly three times
summoning us like
a Bloody Mary
say it like
you mean it
with entitled passion.

Twitter – @AC0040

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