In Enriched Bitterness Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

We turned a fling into a thing,
Trusted.
That was then...
And now,
I busted you lusting,
Someone else!

My feelings weren't on the shelf.
Then!
You taught me how to preserve them,
In enriched bitterness.
But now you want me to dust them off for you,
Because the one you screwed...
Dumped you into pits of pity?

Look at me!
Do you see any sign upon my face,
That welcomes you...
For another round of sacrifice?
Look at me!
There's not a wound once placed upon my heart,
I wish to relive
To give you the satisfaction
Of replacing my joy for your shit!
Look at me...
Get lost!
You are fucking up my view!