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Click hereI’d like to be fucked
there I said it
I’d like to be fucked
a few times tonight
I’d like to be fucked
until the room fills with light
I’d like to be fucked
on my back
on my knees
I’d like to be fucked
I’m begging you please
I’d like to be fucked
in the car or the house
I’d like to be fucked
while I watch Mickey Mouse
I’d like to be fucked
but I probably won’t
I’d like you to fuck me
but most nights you don’t
I’d like to be fucked
but I guess that instead
I’ll go to bed early
and dream what I’ve read
that needs so obvious can go unnoticed by the one closest to us.
I'm rather surprised no one has commented on this yet. You've created a great picture of what a sad evening is like. By blantly stating what you want, you are also stating what you're not getting. Dissapointment is evident as well as a feeling of sorrow. The greater question left unanswered though is why. Why are not not getting your needs met? I say needs because so many frivilous things are considered a want, but a deep connection to another human being that one cares for imensely I consider a need. By leaving the why unanswered you allow the reader to create a personal inerpretation that gives even more life and vibrance to the poem. I think you did a great job. I just had to say so.