Tie me up.
Tear my shirt.
Make me bleed.
Call me a piece of shit.
Use my body.
Give nothing in return.
Put your hands on my throat,
Squeeze until all this begins to fade.
Smear your scarlet lipstick on my face.
Mess up my hair. Rip it out.
Squeeze my thighs.
Bite my ear lobes.
Treat me like your toy.
Reduce me.
Strip away the painful burden of humanity
If only for a night.
***
(Minneapolis, MN -- February, 2018)
Sometimes you just need the simple things in life to drag yourself out of a rut. I'm not gonna lie, early 2018 was a rough time for me.
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