Misery is a B

My misery bounds uncontrolled

Can’t keep her home

She hugs me close to keep my cold

By her solitude I stand defined

My ties to the world

Each one she has untwined

She loves to laugh when she sees me frown

At some abandoned carnival

In the darkness

We ride and ride the merry go-round

We sleep together but no lovemaking

She floats above me masturbating

On my lips bitter spirits do accumulate

I want to ignore

But I’m a man and body of woman demands I reciprocate

She hovers near as I finish my shower

She’s ready to sleep for it’s late in the hour

She whispers in my ear as I slumber

Telling me the saying is wrong and that two is the loneliest number

And when I awake to find her asleep

I notice in my chest her hand is buried deep

Cradling a most precious piece

But my death is not what she seeks

She’s pacified by my labored beats

And she hates to be alone

So my company she will forever keep