Bed Communion Poem by Dare Onadele

Then, you said it's tonight
Now, you say I drive you nut
You distract with chatters
Ignoring what in marriage matters,
To make your stick in me stick,
And make my swollen donut erupt.
But no, you would not!
You say you're tired and it's weak.
You shatter my heart!
You fail the mouth, eyes,
And pant-cover contact.
Tell me if you're impotent!
This is because I care
Only bills you dare to pay
With your soul doll you fear to play.