Loose Ends (12 of 30)

Winter sucks away this life from me.
You draw me closer, just to try to fuck with me.
Stop correcting my words, when you’re worse than me.
Let me walk away because things are not what they seem.
Let me pinch you to prove I’m in your dreams.

Everything feels real when you have no control.
I’ll put you in stirrups and open your hole.
I’ll call my friends, and my other friends’ friends
To come over to tie up loose ends.
And you won’t forget me!

Summer is never good, because you make me sweat.
You want me to stay, but I’m still dead set
I have to leave you, even if you forbid
and lock the door, but it’s you with regrets
when you open your eyelids.
Don’t forget my name, I’m like a bad debt
Building up a list of your useless threats.
Everything feels real when you have no control.
I’ll put you in stirrups and open your hole
I’ll call my friends, and my friends’ friends
To come over to tie up loose ends.
And you won’t forget me!

 

 

 

[This is #12 of 30 poems written by Stephen Earley Jordan II  for a National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). The object is to write one poem per day.]

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About Stephen Earley Jordan II

Author of "Beyond Bougie", "Cold, Black, and Hungry" and many other books. www.StephenEarleyJordan.com
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