I no longer love like I use to
breaking up hurts It’s really painful
like someone’s fisting you
“yeah I said fisting you”
I’ll give you some time
to think that through
fisting you in the heart
not like poetry uncut
I don’t write smut
I’m not stupid
this feeling is not Cupid
this is not love
not even a little bit
I did my bid
I made my bed
chained and bound
stayed loyal
even when no one
else was around
to see it go down
It’s not that easy to
jumpstart and refresh
a broken heart
like a dysfunctional family
It’s been torn apart
burned at the stake
like Joan of Arc
you say you got the mojo
the magic touch to heal
and patch it up
I wish you the best of luck
I’m a student of dojo
I’m too concentrated
your potion is diluted
I’ll just pollute it
and you’ll hate it
all that mumble jumble
Is overrated
if it’s that good believe
I’ll stand up and salute it
don’t be disappointed
I’m double jointed
that means I’m an escape risk
escaping this crush from
crushing me relentlessly
your lips from touching me
flying away like a sparrow
letting you miss me
like cupid and his crooked arrows