Photographic manipulation”, he says - alternative taste in music, takes longer then both your mothers to get ready for the date you might be paying for
You cannot hasten him “I’m a perfectionist” he says “this applies to all domains of my life” he adds. You excuse yourself and make your way to the rest room he expects you to locate all by yourself in his winding fortress which he shares with other men or should I say boys who are probably just as impetuous, conceited and nauseatingly gorgeous
Yes you said it “Gorgeous”, wow doesn’t that give the impression of being like a ray of light in the midst of a livid tempest.
The tempest that was once your own thoughts and opinions before you hurled yourself to the clutches of this man’s or should I said boy’s beastly talons
Never mind all the self sacrifice included in this deal, the least you can hope for and I know you’re hoping for is for him to fuck the dignity back into you that you have misplaced trying to get this boy, yes, boy to look at you, smile at you, talk to you
Ceaser Mata
My dearest C,
ReplyDeleteI am so proud of your newest blog and the theme you have decided to go with. This poem is wonderful, so very intense! I love it!!! I cannot wait to see what you publish next <3