Butt

By I IS ME

What are you doing
Bouncing around in my shirt
Why are you up
Why don't you come back to bed

What are you doing kissing my forehead
Did you just wipe a tear from my eye
Why don't you return to bed
Why would I be crying

What are you doing 
Sliding your jeans back on
I can see your butt cheeks
As the shirt's hem allow a peek

Please return to bed
Maybe it's real or all in my head
It's a return of the hunger, the thirst
As when I met you at first

What are you doing
Going through my pockets removing everything
Why are you taking my keys
Why are you removing my rings

Where are you going
Leaving me here to put it all together
The fact that I can't move or speak
I'm getting weaker as I constantly leak

As I look at the mirror
And back at the bed
I know it's the end of me
By the blood on the bed

I remember the promises for a look at both cheeks
And I can see the headlines all next week
Forewarned, serial killer, the ultimate freak
Not worth the look at both butt cheeks   

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Copyright 2018 I IS ME
Published on Sunday, June 10, 2018.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

silly rambling
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  • Luna Jay On Friday, July 13, 2018, Luna Jay (622)By person wrote:

    Ha! Nice one. U have a very intresting mind, the way u can switch from your true experiences to complete fiction. Very clever

  • I IS ME On Friday, July 13, 2018, I IS ME (794)By person wrote:

    We really try different styles, DP is like a buffet of styles and ideas. This site inspires us to try things. We love the read and comments

  • dwells On Thursday, June 14, 2018, dwells (5814)By person wrote:

    If looks could kill IiM...A very unusual play on a visual from the rear. Cheers! - Dan

  • I IS ME On Friday, June 15, 2018, I IS ME (794)By person wrote:

    Dwells we appreciate your read and comment. This is in deed a strange experience. Seems everytime we've went for looks we've gotten burnt.

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