Keep On Going

I needed to
Mark you.
I needed to
Hurt you.
I needed to
Watch you struggle
Against pain
I created.

You aren’t easy
To hurt and
You are usually
The one doing
The hurting

So when I found
Such a simple
Method for my
Madness,
I kept on going.

Drunk on
Your reactions,
I kept on going.

I heard lots of
No and
Don’t and
Please and
I kept on going.

I did not hear
Red or yellow so
I kept on going.

A pinch of
This and
A twist of
That, down
One side and
Up the other,
I kept on going.

I lingered on
Each spot
Slightly longer than
Long enough and
Even then
I kept on going.

When I finished
You were sweating and
Panting and
I was wet and
Worried that
I shouldn’t have
Kept on going.

It was indulgent
And reckless.
I pulled you
Into the light,
Inspected my
Handiwork.
Shit. Fuck.
I had done
more than enough.
The marks just
Kept on going

I wanted to
Kiss each welt,
Lick each bruise,
Throw you backwards
Onto the bed and
Ride your face and
Keep on going

Until
I no longer
Cared
That I was so
Careless.

But I didn’t.

I let you
Walk out
Again and
As usual
You kept on going.

But this time
You took me
With you

In the marks
I left
Under the shirt
You’d be sleeping in
Tonight
While sleeping
Next to
Her.

Hopefully
She won’t notice
And we can
Keep
On
Going