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Clorox Punk

Yours

By: Ezekiel Gonzales

Use me to your advantage
I’ll play the part, just for you
What is it your heart desires?
Kneeling by your feet, I’ll beg—just for you
Snap and crack my back,
All of my juices flow as I convulse
Begging, pleading, feeling
Just for you
 
Do you think I’m enough; am I doing good?
Don’t close the door—!
Feeling me for the first, second and forever
Take me by the hair and feed me to the wolves
It’s my bad, don’t spare my sins
 
The man across from me
He’s looking at me, he sees the little things
Is this what love is?
I feel him, we feel
Sharing something secret, we have gotten away
Leading a chase
 
Please, don’t forgive me
The me I thought I’d been was a child
I am now outgrown, I can be you
I’ll be the used advantage
Staying by you
I give my services and I won’t deny
 
The bed supports what little it can
I have decayed beyond repair
Let me wash away in to the nothing of—
 
Break me, use me, feed me what you want
I won’t fight back no more
My spine bends painfully—tingling
My hair, pulled in chunks
My skin flakes and the sores become more
My nails protest from the scratching
 
What am I?

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