You Just Want Someone To Take Care Of You Poem by Thomas Case

She used to clean my ears with hydrogen peroxide.
She cut and cleaned my toenails and fingernails.
She shaved my neck and back.
She even popped my zits.
When I first went to
her apartment,
she had me strip down in the hall,
so that she could wash the
clothes I was wearing.
This all made me a bit uncomfortable.
I was sleeping on her couch one night.
She came out of her room, wrapped in a
blanket, and asked if I would lie down with her.
I did.
We were both naked, and I went to work on her.
She later cried and said,
'I wish I could take your pain away.'
At the moment,
I didn't have any.
The next day, after I bought her over a
hundred bucks worth of groceries, she kicked me out.
Her last words were,
'You just want somebody to take care of you.'