Marry Him Young

Get him YOUNG, girl
make him yours.


Stake your claim
Take his name

Strike while the iron is hot.

Burn your nails in his flesh
keep his heart in a jar on your night stand.

Get there before SHE does
For once she gets her way you're done
there's no undoing the bitch's handiwork
the little cunt done fucked you both up.


Go, take him, or else

Else you wish to sit next to me and nursey the melancholia.

It is starting to sink in that I may never be a wife and mother. 

These times, they are a changing, for them boys ain't engaging. 

In a way, it kinda feels like a failed. 

To my darling Dustin who's presence I've wished for as chronicled in the archives of my previous posts

I am no better then any of you

My feelings are small and petty too

So why am am I trailing behind

No victories to show of the familial kind.

This limbo of mine a result of thine

An unwillingness unknown

No resolution to find.

My heart strains

My resolve weins

A test

This test

Proofs hard to define

The equation unsolved

Till you make up your mind.

Must I stop serving the ball?

Is that what you divine?

An empty court, no volley to reply?

Partnerless.

Is that it?

Partnerless.

Is that your wish?


Partnerless.