when
will i stop believing
all the things
that boys say

you know
the men
with
pretty tongues
that
ne’er
spill truths

things
whispered in darkness
that
no one else may hear
and thusly
are easily
dismissible

why are these the things
to fumble
out of your
untrained lips
formed in
hurried thoughts

do you think
hearing this
will make me
happy
or
speak less
or
docile
or
accepting

now
what
is left
at the end
of my rope

once
i’ve heard
all the bullshit
i can bear

i’d think
i’d already gotten there

-heartache

_________________________

i have perfected the art
of being fuckable

so well
that
perhaps
no one
can simply
love me

just a tool
to remind you
what you’re missing

-does anyone want all of me

_____________

it takes me a minute
because
i am so used to it
being the things boys say
sickly sweet medicine
i do not believe it is wrong
i know

-conditioning

One Comment on “fumbling blindly

  1. Pingback: Wrapping up March 2017 (and re: Shealea joined a poetry-writing competition) – That Bookshelf Bitch

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