BEATNIK: A Poetry Collection

for the faithful

knowing you've

been cheated on

feels like someone

sticking their finger

up your ass from

a distance and

wiggling it around.

it's a tickle that

chills you to the

bone every time

the thought

passes your mind.

a sense of dread

that builds the

more you think

about it, getting

you to slam your

fists against wall

when you're all

alone while sitting

down in the shower.

to some it's

a fence, and

to others it's

the end.