No longer will I ask,
it’s become a demand.
The price too high?
Your pushed me into poverty.
Your debt towers heavens,
your slander will not topple it-
only your sacrifice, mutual suicide.
I died for you. You die for me.
Proclaim my debt to you.
I never crashed your parties,
I never pillaged your purses,
I never pushed you off the bed
and pulled the pillow toward me.
I made your bed, now make it yourself
along with your days and your nights
and your ride to work.
Ask for five feet of fluff,
receive fifty miles of an abyss.
Need a canyon of space?
I’ll give you a universe apart.
If you want understanding,
then I’ll give you a smile
when you realize your new boy
will not barter for what he wants.