My throat is dry
The bed smells of mouse piss
And I just want to itch
And not kiss
To itch my skin so it flakes away
Snow dropping to the ground
All around
Mounds of my dirty skin.
I don’t like his bed
Unmade, not for arts sake but for fuck’s sake!
I turn away to face the cold damp wall.
Soothing me away from his sticky,
Sweaty,
Clammy,
Body heat.
Until I pick up my clothes off the heap.
Leaving my trail of dead skin for the next victim.
A one night stand.
With a man I can’t stand.
Even if he paid.
I wouldn’t have strayed.
He drugged me!
Twenty shots we had.
My head in shame and pain.
To him it was nothing but a game.
Written and read by Catriona Kerridge
Its quite disgusting but thats why I like it.