The Treasure

I’d have more freedom in a straight jacket

Than in your arms

Your hands on approach to my body is

To own the parts you can stomach

Waist and hips thighs and lips

Until my mouth opens

and you can see inside

the belly of a whale

A Whale of a time too many

And you’ll see the damage

done to erode my cave

And the many men who’ve stepped foot

never to return

Skull and bones left

dead to the repressed memory

Of a siren who lured with the wrong bait

Past explorers that could not find

the diamonds in the rough

Edges of fingernails chip at walls that close

in on both of us

Until I choke

And you’re not able

to see past the booby trap

And you’ve lost your head to me

once I gave you mine

You’ve pirated the contents of my mind

downloaded

All into a flash drive

which you’ve flushed

down the toilet

Where you find your reflection peering over

my remains

Which are lost at your convenience

Until you realize I’m an irreplaceable file/

And not a nut case or a brief-case

But a long time coming for you

And you can’t help

but drowning in the thoughts

And the thot you tried to suppress

Like a depressant I’m an alcoholic beverage

That you drink on weekends

Only to swear you’d never do me again

And then rinse your sorrows and repeat

Only to give me a

message in the bottle half empty

And it isn’t a pretty one

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