Fixation Poem by Wesongah David

I felt the pain when you looked at me,
And dismissed me with your stare.
I felt pained when you talked to me,
And made me feel like less a man.
And I felt it when you twisted your hips,
And crushed me to the mirth of your heart!

I felt used when you laughed like the devil,
And shifted whatever the label was- prada,
Sighed with satisfaction,
Wanting to know what sort of man I was,
You looked sideways-swore to file legal proceedings.
Added advantage- you are a woman!

I felt useless when you asked where to dropp me,
Naked-ashamed, asking how much you will pay me!
Licking me inside out- thought it was pleasure?
And crushing me in your waxing full jetisoned abode,
As you whimpered like an overfed happy dog,
And made me sink further into your sinfull abyss- of torments,
I was fixated you reckoned!

And when I clutched my leather jacket,
I was cheap ofcourse!
The Humiliation, pain, anger-
The end justifies..... you said.
So you thought I wanted a ride in your hummer?
Wrong!
Wrong!
I shall walk all the way,
I shall walk to the very end!
Am fixated on walking, and to walk I shall.
Of my pains-humiliation-rides of passion,
By jove I shall walk-man or less man!