Scorn

Painting from my Collection – Purchased During a Haitian Mission

fall upon and discard my saggy breast

never good enough

could never pass your family’s test

 

other women your eyes linger and sink

talk of my beauty, char crisp dust

lust for others, your toxic deceitful wink

 

someone else can taste your viscid hate

I tire of you and your foul distain

clog someone else’s rusty sordid drain

 

leave low limbs you once did gladly ride

denigration kills one slow

find another to drown where you abide

I pray someday you let me go