Call me a sucker
but I’m putty in your hands.
Through the cracks I’ll seep
so squeeze my flesh until I pucker
then push your fingers deep,
I’ll give way.
What was that I heard you say?
And by the way lover
I know you have another
Do you write with your left hand?
Or am I the come in your sock?
Because I’m a loser who needs you
And fuck if that makes me vulnerable
Because I’m needy bitch who needs you
And fuck if that makes me weak
Throw me hard across the room and gentility place me by your bedside.
What was that you said?