You Cheated! Poem by Daffodil Decarie

Like a sonic boom you blast
my oxygen station
when you French her chiffon gown.
You turn into a bugle boy
when you arrive home,
tracing my day using verb and noun,

ending indignantly, blaming everything.
You try to unlock the unknown me
until you run dry in faithless misery.
There is no mystery: I’m a girl
you picked up by the alley.
Get to know me, I am willing

to love your ways and respect your dignity.
Day and Night, you whisper of dream
longing, wanting me ever more, yet dread
the nightmare when we sit face to face.
You growl, asking
“Take your pick- me or him? ”

I choose no-one. I love all,
yet no being can possess the charm
of love I lock inside.
Honey, pull me in, don’t push me
out. Don’t break my string
or pull the trigger.

Like a footless lamb
I walk according to your liking.
As I draw near you keep on jumping.
You ask for privacy- I grant it
without accepting your malicious hurting,
and I am thinking vengeance.

Teddybear, how about my longing?
Ah, you give and I receive.
Thus, I deserve a black sabbath
until death. I see the Illuminati look
on your face, and I scream
“Status quo, please! ”

With a snarl you spit and sneeze
right on my chiselled face. I am the root
of all evil- You hate my pleasure, curse
my compassion. I should be hung
like a witch in Salem.
Sweetness, this is me. Change

for the better I do pray- for you and I.
For your rituals, I am nothing
but a voodoo skull. Varied asian babes
are your Barbie dolls- a mouse click away,
they fill your genitals. And for me, baby?

“Help yourself, ” you say.
For what is the traditional way of coupling? -
Fifty-fifty, they say in California.
And baby, we are not in Asia,
we are in Nicaragua.
Ah, confusion rules anyway.