you fall for these guys
who don’t care about you at all
who
the first time you spoke to them
stared at your breasts
unhearing

all the while i
looked intently into your eyes
and you looked right past mine

i’m over you, sure
but you were never under me
under spell
under trance
under advocacy

but these men
you admire
are disgusting
and foul

why are they so much more attractive
i know i’m not the prettiest
but at least i thought you are

such a mixing of tenses
because i can’t tell if the tension
is in the past
or in the now
or maybe soon to be

but it needs to be Gone