Non-Erotic Poetryin her coffee cupin her coffee cup
she sees her reflection
distorted
scraggly
black on black
she asks too much
yet very little
she needs too much
and crushes him
her own life
something she needs
an escape from
to forget
how she's treated
as though she doesn't matter
disrespected
judged
smothered
so she sits
looking in her coffee
the colors of the room
and her face
meld as she swirls
a tear
a smile
things that make her human
she needs no more
than herself
though she'd like
a little more
than she is given
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