10 Reasons Why You Are Not Allowed In My Bed Any More
By Yesika Starr
I grew tired of tying my shadow to your heel
before you disappeared through my window.
Orgasms feel so much better
with direct eye contact
I learned that you sacrificed nothing
by putting up with my weight
but I was the martyr for dealing with your
Dorito’s and stale cigarette breath
there are more positions than doggy style
you never read
the love notes
I am not in the habit of sleeping with men I do not know
and nine years into this carnal complicity
you no longer are the smiling boy I once adored.
if I wanted to feel like
I gave everything I had to someone who
did not know what to do with it
I would go to Church more often.
I am the moon and you forgot to act accordingly
the last time I held you I thought of jelly fish
I love your memory too much to allow you to soil it.
please stop knocking on my window late nights
I am the moon
I am full.
No thank you
I have had enough.