Twisted Sheets

Insecurities of idolizing
Don’t
Idolize me
Or my
Selfish ways
Don’t
Idolize the fact that I am
Unable to hold still
The fact that I am
Holding on for stillness
The fact that I
Can’t express

Expressways of my brain
Into my
Expressive thoughts
Into my
Twisted dreams
Into my
Sexual acidity
There is no stopping my
Twisted means
My
Twisted seams

Of lace
Unlaced in my
Twisted stitch
My laced up visions of hypocrisy
My
Hypocritical tongue slits
My knife
That slits
In mini skirts
Mini size
Miniaturize
Me
And my slits
In my
Skirts
Or in my
Shirts

Can’t hold on
Holding on to my
Twisted jeans
Holding on to my
Lucid sheets
My sheets
That tangle in our feet
Defeating the purpose of idolizing
These twisted sheets

Of
Paper
Under ink
Inking to thinking
In my twitch
My twitch
My twitch
That controls your b***h
Bitching at my twitch
To no b***h
I am your b***h

Don’t
Idolize me or my
Selfish ways
My
Egotistical days
Of days
In my
Liquid sheets
Of sheets
In my
Unwanted dreams

Dreams of
Forbidden peace
Pieces of
You and me
Me in my
Twisted sheets

Petals of
Twisted dreams
In my
Unraveled sheets
Of
You and me
Of
Time is free
Of
My profiled dreams

Dreams of my killing seat
Of my
Blackened skin
Skinny to a point
To a point
Where you are me
And skin is free
Skin against me
Against my twisted sheets

In my
Explicit dreams
Of that
Cache where we meet
We meet in my twisted sheets

Of name calling
Calling baby and sweet
Only in my
Twisted dreams
Of name calling
Repeatedly calling you to my
Twisted sheets

Are not what I need
Need to defeat
My
Twisted sheets
My
Controlling heat
My
Masking feet
My
Contouring days
My
Unraveling ways

My licks
My ticks
My tricks
My twisted sheets
Are what makes us defeat

Defeating all purpose for desire
Appetite for
You and me
Desiring you
Latent in my

Twisted sheets
In my
Twisted sheets
In my
Twisted sheets
In my
Twisted defeat