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One step taken away, but yet I am followed
I try to hide down a row that is hollowed
Staring at me when you think i'm not looking
Who knows what schemes next your brain will be cooking
You spot me and hover close by
Talking with those around for my attention you vie
Telling them that I only blow you off
When in reality it is me you scoff
Though you've been intimate with my body
This is one part of me that you'll never see
I refuse to share with you anymore
When you think everyone but yourself is a whore
Simply stated I wish you would grow up
Because frankly right now I don't give a fuck

AEM - 2002

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