i love all my b!tches
i treated them well
fed them when they hungered
picked up when they fell
helped them pay their bills
when i had and they didn’t
encouraged their dreams
shared their disappointment
i never asked
for more than i gave
all had their freedom cause
i don’t want a slave
yes i loved all my b!tches
when they went away
i was not going
to stand in their way
i had a good time
i hope they did too
but i cared and they didn’t
nothing i could do
sometimes i think of them
each one was special
the one who liked manga
and one had a weasle
there was one who just fit
in one leg of my pants
then there was the one
who’s allergic to ants
i used to braid one of their
hair on night shifts
then there was one
who could really shoot the gift
yes they were all sweet guys
talented and smart
but there was no real connection
only a false start
i have no regrets
i did it from love
but when it’s one sided
i gave them the shove
one must go about this
on good faith and honor
100%
unless they’re just a sperm donor
abject humility
to love and its expression
push pride aside
and don’t hold back affection
a warrior in love
does not win every time
but shows they’re a diamond
in a dozen of dimes
in love i am much like
a mad kamikaze’s vision
if i crash and burn
i’ve still accomplished my mission
it’s simply to show that
they’re special to me
if i’m not special to them
i don’t have to agree
my love is special
enough to myself
so much so in fact
i won’t stay on a shelf
so to all of my b!tches
you know who you are
i hope that you find her
your special bright star
it wasn’t me so
i had to move on
no ill will is left behind
i’m just gone
