One Hundred Ways..

One hundred ways
To fuck the man that made you that way
To bruise and tease and stalk and prey
To let him feel what its like to play

One Hundred ways
To fool them with your clothes and parfait
To ignite envy as you prance and sashay
While you swallow your hateful bitter Beaujolais

One hundred ways
To seduce and charm and lead them astray
To hear them plead for you to stay
As you casually walk to your next willing prey

One hundred ways
To have it all, your curds and whey
To take and take to feed your day
With sloth and greed and shit and decay

One hundred ways
To fake promises and make her stay
To cut her down with words that flay
And smile as you push her down to lay

One Hundred ways
To stare at the vision of disarray
To pick and tuck and mould like clay
And turn the clock as you pay and pay

One hundred ways
To smile as if everything’s okay
To claim you love his swagger and sway
While holding the simmering anger at bay

One Hundred ways
To wish for one to look your way
To long and hope and plead and pray
As you fear for an end with no love to say

One hundred ways
To turn the tide and make it ok
To stop the heart and back away
And hope to god it stays that way..

pinks 12/07