I don’t belong to you
I never did
I was just a borrowed shirt
An accessory of sorts
To compliment your crass existence
I wasn’t yours to own.
We danced all night, our bodies entwined
It was love at first sight,
We belonged together forever.
But at the end of the night
You were gone.
I was alone.
Do you want jam with your toast?
I prefer eggs she thought.
Is this my life I see before me?
Always him before me, and he can’t even see
Always sugar in tea, no chance to be free
No room for me.
I had his head on a platter
Silver ornate, shiny no blood spatter
It was the only way to win you see
I got to be loved and adored
Play the field, chair the board
And still be me.
©Alison Jean Hankinson
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