Timmy

timmy timmy timmy
too
wondering what’s been up with you
been sitting here all night
been trying to orchestrate it right.
my betrothed.
my unrobed.
my beautiful chenille
breasts full of your feel.

will you love me tomorrow if i get fat?
will you love me tomorrow if i’m not that
perfect vision of perfection?
can’t believe you’re not god’s invention
YOU.
YOU.
are so perfect. you.

Timmy VanWilder
Timmy Vanderbilt
whip me with a belt
whip me with your college
whip me with all your knowledge
and your stupid fucking nightstand.

i hate you timmy
please come home to me.
i sound platonic
and astoundic and stupid
and compounded.

i love you timmy.

please understand me.