by Melissa Levine
i hurt like raging madness.
it consumes. my heart toyed
with.
played upon. molested. over
again.
and con't i to offer it up.
foolish. simple. infected
insides.
with this lusting for love in the
form of man.
care give to me in response,
reaction, trade
for adoration, honesty,
monogamy. or do you
spend time on these
concepts?
no an indicator i chose to
ignore.
fully aware of my decision
and the alternatives.
options. i rarely fool with
them.
simpler to fix sights, plot,
manuver, and conquer.
yes, my perception
misguided. my behavior
wrong.
seeking care of my soul
before it consumes me.