Another F***ing Poem

you love me
until you don't
for instance
when your ego grows
big and hard
(as you think it is)
you start begging me
please baby, please
'cause it needs massaging
with my green eyes
slow and gentle
as a persian kitten
grasping everything you are
but never wanted to be
except when fucking me
in your daydreams
but more often than not
you just need a warm body
broken and alone as you
clutching an empty bottle
of cheap merlot
to drown unsworn promises
swallowed and forgotten
in hazy words
masquerading as real
when they slip past
wandering tongues
still tasting
a single lost pretense
that
you love me