that you want me
to fuck me
to get right down beneath
my skin
to push my boundaries
and break my will
it's not enough

that you've finally decided
to have me around
as some sort of possession
to be seen
not heard
to compliment you
it's not enough

that my every thought
is sized down
to paranoia
and all my anger
subdued by
your amusement
it's not enough

that every woman
you have ever fucked
must sit beside me
at our table
and i must pretend
not to care
it's not enough

that our conflicts
bubble to the surface
in our conversations
with your friends
and i always come out
bitch
it's not enough

that nothing important to me
means anything
to you
and you believe
that means
i'm overreacting
it's not enough

that you never see
when i'm suffering
or when you do
you refuse to wait
for me
to be able to articulate it
it's not enough

that i have spent
most of this relationship
alone
waiting for you
with no voice
and no demands
it's not enough

that you couldn't comfort me
even after you'd raped me
finally
that i lay alone
all those hours
inconsolable
it's not enough

it's not enough



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just to remind myself...