you told me in the beginning
you didn't feel right
cocking a loaded gun
at meat least one of us saw sense
but I said whatever I had to
to convince you to anyway,
anything I needed to
to spend another night with youso willing,
convincing
you to
take advantage of meas much as I blame you for the pain
of the gsw
it was me who put me in your bullet's waythat's why you can shrug me off now
without a backwards glance
you're blameless to your crime
the fault is mineI can't be angry with you
without being mad at me too
- 4/10/2020
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Romancelove, sex, vulnerability, and truth. chapter two of an ongoing collection of poetry by a bisexual woman.