Walking through the streets in heat...

Never feeling quite complete

but never finding men worth knowing -

Never finding men worth blowing -

Never minding men who hate me;

treat me like the men that date me -

Never will they measure up

while pleasure leaves me so fucked up -

Never is an option never -

Never does not last forever.

I have found

that I may drown

in body parts of men that want me -

But I cant deal

with what I feel

when boys I've loved still fucking haunt me -

To drown in flesh

as bodies mesh

is making love without the slaughter -

But I want this:

Love's deathly kiss -

So I'll keep my head above this water.