125 reads
you are wound too tightly
to expend yourself
on lust.
I am too preoccupied
to not.
how did we end up
putting one obsessive-compulsive poet
inside another
without a contingency plan?
Welcome
Welcome to Prose.! Publish your work, follow writers, and engage in community challenges.
By using Prose., you agree to our Terms of Service and Privacy Policy.
If you used Twitter or Facebook to get into your account and now can't get in, please contact us at support@theprose.com