You're motionless again.
Listless and lifeless.
My anger feeds pain.
Through with your game.
More of the same.
Winds rustle leaves across the dim lit sidewalks as
a river of ceaseless traffic pours down the street
between us.
I call your name,
but above the horns and squealing tires, everything just sounds like
noise and rage.
Unsated desires explode into an inextinguishable fury.
With pride shaken and esteem beaten,
I tuck my tail between my legs and hide beneath the covers.
Maybe someday you'll want me.
Even if I'm as warm as a corpse,
as moveable as a body tethered to a cement brick sunken in the ocean.
