I Woke To Find She Had Cut Off My Dick
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I awoke to find she had cut off my dick She had sliced it off at its base Not the head Not the body But at the feet So it was like a Noxious weed Unwanted Uprooted Her amputation of my manhood Was calculated mutiny Like surgery planned for a newborn Everyone is in on it Except the patient It all began when she opened the door For me She could manage as well as I, She said, So why couldn't she open the door For me? Which turned into Picking me up in her car As she drove us to a location She had chosen This turned into My moving into Her space Her apartment was bigger She said And it was closer to work To stores To everything And lower rent saved us money And wasn't that what her father And I had taught her was Most important? She said In bed She was always on top And it was essential She orgasmed first Then I could follow She seemed to always initiate sex And slowly Lightly Calculatingly Pushed my head From her lips From her neck From her breasts From her navel Placing me between her thighs Like an extension of her groin My tongue plugged into her My hands and legs jutting out Being animated by the movement of Her hips Fingers extended Uncircumcised Toes hanging limp Before she came I was the man The dominant The sexual The alpha The ambitious One After she came I was the afterthought The marginal The subjugated The forgotten One I took notice When she told me to quit my job She made enough to support Both of us She said And I could do all of that writing I had wanted Finish all those Cute stories I had started that reminded her of Snow White Sleeping Beauty The Littlest Mermaid And all those other dependent women Who live in Men's fantasies She said So I followed Her advice I stayed home while She worked And I got lots of writing done Until she suggested I should do more Of the cleaning around the house Since I was home She said And couldn't I cook dinner A few nights She asked As she batted Her big browns at me Because working Eight hours a day Really tired her out And all she wanted To do was to rest in an easy chair Or watch The nightly news? So I vacuumed the house Washed the dishes Followed recipes Cooked dinners Scrubbed the toilet Set the table Swept the floors Mopped the tile Did the laundry Dusted the knick knacks And managed the house While she managed The income But then After I had done all that She would come home And tell me what I had done wrong The dishes were still caked with food She said There were no vacuum tracks to be seen She said You didn't dust the TV The plants need watering Did you wash the sheets? What's for dinner? I don't like that kind of food You shrunk my favorite blouse We're out of toilet paper And you didn't change the roll? She said And so She did it all Again But better She said After I'd turn on Barry White Light some candles And start kissing her From behind Not tonight She said I'm too tired And she was always tired So as she worked Paid the bills Cleaned the house Initiated the sex And cooked the food I lived in Her space Ate Her food Slept in Her bed And waited inside Her home Every night for Her return Sometimes she would be late A long meeting She said I couldn't escape Sometimes she wouldn't come Home at all A business trip She said Or some girlfriends wanted me I waited less on the couch Watching TV And more in bed Dreaming of Bible stories My Father had taught me Eve's transgression and Adam's following her; Ruth's dead husband and Her suiter who slept at her feet; Esther's secret and The many men who owed her Their lives I'd dream that each of these Biblical women Were puppeteers Holding Animating Controlling Body movements And facial expressions of The men Tilting a string here Pulling a wire there Like female gods At play… Then one by one Each woman Used scissors to snip the strings Supporting their Men The metal on metal Serration sound Cut like the breath of life And I'd toss and turn In my sleep Trying to escape the sound And the scissors And the women And the men's fates I'd sometimes wake up And find her sleeping next to me With a faint smile On her lips That I burned To touch To kiss But didn't For I was trained To let her sleep I need my rest She said So don't molest me When I'm trying to sleep So I didn't I just let my finger linger A little longer Than normal And force myself to sleep Without dreaming But that last day I awoke I noticed a difference The light coming through the windows Was a burning Sunrise The red numbers on her alarm clock Flashed like semaphores Even her red sheets and comforter Felt heavier As if soaked in anger She was gone An early meeting She said last night And went to sleep Without touching me Or saying goodbye She had left a note on Her pillow though: I'm not coming home tonight or for the rest of the week A girlfriend and I are going out of town When I get back, I hope you have moved out She said No names Just words A note signifying Goodbye Good luck And good riddance As I read Her note Realizing my surroundings were Her surroundings I cried alone Like a widow For I had awaken to find She had cut off My dick And I didn't know How I was going to get it back
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