Tell Me Who Poem by Anisa Tara

who do you talk to now,
who is it that warms your bed?
who stars in the many films,
that occupy your messy head?

who listens late at night,
when your parents are asleep,
to all your sordid stories,
and unfulfilled lecheries?

who holds pole position,
in your array of fantasies,
who swims your murky waters,
while you dream of ecstasy?

who will resign herself to you,
in the thick of fallacy,
then give herself away,
to the point of penury?

who will come around again,
after being hung out to dry,
who will still kneel at your feet,
after you've made her cry?

who will write these sad lines,
after you've thrown her away,
only one who has no worth,
could ever want to stay.