When you can do what
I can do, you don’t need to
Beg for attention

When you can do what
I can do, you don’t need to
Beg for attention
It’s only a grift
You catch feelings, and she just
Covets your wallet
Imprisoned by my
Ambition, I waste away
For want of your touch.
Endlessly i pluck
This daisy , “she loves me, not,”
Till I am shorn bare.
Would that I could take
Back every caress which I
Lavished upon you
Mesquite crackles, throws
Firelight across honey
skin, turquoise water
Wondering which I
Should have mistrusted; your kind
Words or your embrace?
Most of the time, I
Try and keep this beautiful
Fucking mind peaceful.
Will it ever be
Enough? I struggle forward,
Fighting to the end.