You. Me. and STDs.

I thought that I had herpes

It’s so simple

It’s so complex

Call it

Simplex

I’ve tried eating my feelings

I’ve tried drinking my feelings

I’ve found feeling my feelings

An exercise in failed fortitude

This time

I slid my feelings between my thighs

Let men make a molehill out of me

From a mountain of pain

And I poured it out

In fake orgasm

The kind you learn

When no touch

Feels right

So I’m gonna write it down

All the things I did

A shame spiral from a fountain pen

I’ll splash the grief upon my own

Skin

Tattoo a scarlet letter

Walk around like I've got that red on my chest

Expect the best when I’ve exercised

All of the worst

Options

A woman could wonder at

Wander into

And I think that dating apps

Are really just a way

To play Candy Crush with your

Vagina

When you level up

The lines become so blurry

All the sweetness

Is just a stockpile

Of crossed lines

Blurred boundaries

And,

I do not have herpes.

Call it simple

Call it complex

I call it simplex