Marital Bliss

I'm tapping on the table
waiting for you to come home
in the bed you take the left side
but i always feel alone
you went out to have a smoke
though you quit year to the date
you haven't touched me in a month
and yet again im three weeks late.

Cunt.

You cannot call it a flower.

Flowers don’t spew forth blood
And clots.

It does not bloom, only swells
And sweats; oozes.
Flowers do not ooze,
There are no petals.

There are lips for kissing, stretching.
Flowers do not birth life
That requires stitching;
There is no nectar,
Only eggs and rot.