stop going back and forth
stop leaving and then coming back for more
stop reminding me I'm powerless
and I don't control any of this
but also please keep doing so
keep remembering I exist
I eat up every scrap you toss my way
I'm nourished from the drops of water
you flick off your fingers
every time you do
tells me at least you think of me too
-5/7/2020
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Romancelove, sex, vulnerability, and truth. chapter two of an ongoing collection of poetry by a bisexual woman.