Unplanned

Get your dick out of me

and take your eyes away

I don’t need to you stand

I don’t need you to stay

I don’t sleep with ghosts

I hope you understand

This isn’t me, it’s you

Good luck with your band

I know you’ll miss me

and that you’ll think of me

as you enjoy your only hands

I hope this doesn’t hurt you

This poem was unplanned.