Again

I am going insane
The circles wind in
Closer and tighter

I know all the people
They are my lovers,
Friends

I know all the streets
No longer secret
Footpaths and highways

The job changes,
But the buildings
Stay the same

The city
Once mystical
Seems drained

You're everywhere
Your perfume lingers
On the corners I walk

You've seen all my clothes
Heard all my thoughts
Do I bore you?

Mistress Revised

I would love you if I were that way inclined
But that's not something I do anymore.
I told you;
It would be easier this way,
I do things this way.
And you believed me.

I'm not liberated, no sexual hero.
I'm scared.
I'm alone.
I'm jealous.
Your bored relationship,
The lies you tell to keep it alive.

I'm your dream, your fantasy.
I'm classy, sleek.
I'm everything she's not.
Not possessive.
Not depressive.
Not as far as you know.

Yet I'm the one who's cold
And alone.
In the dark.
In my bed.
The wet between my legs
Is still warm.

You go to her
Waiting in your bed
Comforted by the thought;
Your arms,
Your warmth.
Never hearing those secrets sigh.