The Worst of One Another - Henry Lee
You remind me of someone I loved
And you fuck like them
Alone tastes like your perfume
Wrapped around the shaft
of tongue marked absence
I feel eight below
Four times a night
You boys are good for one thing
A southern heartbeat
Young
dumb
full of cum
Jokes and high fives
You're in the clear
You still get laid
And you don't have to deal with her bullshit
Kept at cunt's length
A top draw vibrator
with an ash tray heart
The wedding band makes for
a short leash
Every nineteen year old dreams of being fuck zoned
there's nothing so awful as a friend
Detonate
Rubbed into a dressing table
My grandfather the rosewood king
You weigh more than I ever could
Sift through
the remnants of a pelvis
lined with
dead letter lips
A circus of bite marks
Hold down your no's
I refuse to be
A woman's wound
It's not rape if you push back
Not when you're on top
Not when you text me first
Not when it's once a week
You can't be raped in love
Get off me and hold me
You are penance
And I the briquette
smothered through
your sundress
After all
I deserve this
I once did this to someone else
And she fucked just like you
Cuts and all.
Contributor's Note
Henry Lee is an unpleasant person who staggers into his writing every morning drunk on lethargy and wine.