Trash Poem by Sarah Sisson

I came to you with blissful care.
My love, you kept me unaware...

...that I was not your only true
desire, you weren't nearly through...

...with charming others, roving eye.
You said you were, yourself, not shy...

...about your teaming with the flies...
...of undesired girls disguised...

...as hardened trash and vulgar treat's
You saw their visions and the meat...

...you looked at closely; entertained
your thoughts of lust. You're so untamed.

And I can not forget they day
you said that you had turned away...

...from sultry fantasies, rotten.
They were, to you, a simple fun.

My eyes now only see what you
saw back then; all the trash you knew.