when his mother dies
and he gets the money
he will hate you
for disrespecting them
and embarrassing him
to the degree that you did
as an ungrateful junkie
while she was alive
he will not reward you
after their death
i guarantee you this
he will punish you
as your window of good looks
closes,
and his, will just be opening
you see what women do for money
they’ll sell every pleasure in the world
for a meaningless number
and the self abuse that comes with it
he will punish you
when he is rich
for what you did to his mom
as a junkie
when she was alive
and i will be here
broke and sexy as ever
wondering still what you were thinking
and how you thought that psychotic lesbian
wouldnt lose her mind
after you tried to forget my sex with hers
so you could keep his money
anyway
you could have talked to me
after that lesbian attacked
sorry i told your boyfriend
but you told me
he was the farthest thing from your mind
and there he was
i understand i was an asshole
but you lied to me
and i got anxiety
and if you talked to me
as a person
instead of ridicule me on social media
for trying to speak to you
i wouldnt have felt the need to write this
last time, i found someone else
who was kind enough
to let me write love poems to her pointlessly
but this time
i asked this incredibly beautiful musician
if i could write my poems to her
but she said
no
anyway
if you were good to me
maybe we could have made our own money
as artists
and you would have had a lifetime of orgasms
before he got rich
and you get old
alone
anyway
its not my problem
just my poem