Abomination

To think I thought this thing a thing to last
An engagement in a petty fling no more
Entities flung far and wide within some folly foolery
My feelings fluting of fellatio that you had me believe
A simulation gruesome and grotesque—done with it all
And it was all for you 

My fancy’s shimmer not a bit adept
Not trained, regained, a flame forever fast
And burning at your tongue between my legs
But you know evermore how now to put it out
Extinguished forcibly within the moment
Yet I protest 

An oversight, mistake that shall never be resolved
Again the feeling of anxiety conflated
An abomination your abortive charms still creeping
Through my head within my pate beating
Sullen nothingness yet must I see
How now to live again 

Liza Libes