Inner Slut (Poem #89)

Unusual for us

to last a week

a world this wide

there’s a lot of guys

I have to meet

Days passed

and you asked me this

“The rumors, are those true?”

I shrugged it off

but still, you insist

and so I said:

“There are a lot of guys

I have yet to meet

unusual for you to ask

unusual for us to last

unusual for me

to settle for just a few

unusual for me

if there’s only you”
❤️