Can you focus

For five minutes

On me

Im wearing black lace lingerie

Yet you won’t take your eyes off that god damned laptop

The MacBook Pro that I want to launch across the city

Im sick of fighting for your attention

There are men who would fall on their knees

And beg for mine

You tip and tap and chit and chat

All fucking day

Then throw yourself into bed

Without noticing the silk slip

Delicately draped over my curves

I need to be loved

Seen

Heard

Fucked deeply

Destroyed

The final straw was our anniversary

You went to a meeting

And didn’t bring back anything

No flowers, no card

No hard cock

I decided enough was enough

I needed more

So I went and got it

And got it

And got it

And that’s when I realized

I was built for pleasure

To please and sleaze

I seduced one man after another.

Unsurprisingly, he didn’t notice my absence .

I fucked the CEO of a financial firm

In our California king

And you came home while his face was between my legs.

I smiled as his jaw dropped

Shocked

Finally, I have your attention.