Abortion

Some slutwhore ex wishes to be friends, email after email after email she sends. With appropriate pauses. This one about the Sunday paper she knows I leaf, the next about some porn film for women she's bought. Fistworthy in itself, such a crude, geometric attempt to remain close.

Funny to think he fucked her ass as if picking his nose, funny to think of all the others who've done the same, those ... I cannot say it. Fist, fist, keep your fist ready, I tell him, the abortion-loving whore loves you no more, and you never loved her. Eyes, eyes, stay clear, see.