Pathetically Sincere

 

Like wanton soup

she floated beaten

as that urine stained shirt

he wore irked her beyond

all reason

But because of the time,

 she glanced over at a pink

oxford that was missing a button

For it did not matter

where

His beauty had no chance

of shining through the catfight

it had appeared he had lost in

Helping him out of it

 she help in into her

Reviews

[alesuriko]

Huh... I had to read this poem three times through to try and understand it. Correct me if I'm wrong, but is this describing a threesome gone wrong? Well... gone wrong for the man in the threesome at least. The women in their catfight sound like they're having a lot of fun without him... if that is indeed what is going on haha. But that was a very interesting read, definitely a lot of depth to it. I really liked the play on "wore irked" very creative. Well done.