the way you fuck me up

 
I can’t stand
the way I love
the way you
fuck me up

I can’t get a grip
around anything but
ramrod fucking
against the wall
with scraped minds
and bloody knees;
cuss words,
dark truth,
hate sex,
and ropes that
choke out
words
I never meant
to say
in places
I never meant
to stay.

It’s left me
weak kneed,
and weaker willed
against the
make up,
breakup,
shakeup,
fuck up,
fuck you,
softer,
deeper,
make me
please…

And I fucking
hate
the way it ends with
me catlike,
purring
demurely
on your lap,
post o glow
making me
lean in
to your
wicked
caress
for more

because I
I can’t
stop
the way I love
the way you
fuck me up.