Pic Me

Michele Merritt
1 min readApr 29, 2024
Photo by Cristina Zaragoza on Unsplash

Line your eyes with crocodile tears

Pursed lips just like a duck

I don’t give a fuck

You say, about him

Not that way

It’s not like that

With any of the husbands you trap

And lure into your den

Feign surprise

Little deer in the headlights

Never saw it coming

But you kept it coming

Serving up your tit pics

So shocked he noticed it

Fawn all over him

Then give me your spin

We are just friends

Sly fox grins

None of you is human

Nothing in your toothless smile

The silicone and plastic

Hiding something tragic

Pose yourself just so

Never let it show

How empty you are

And how if you could

You’d devour me whole

Take up residence

In my corpse

Hermit crabs always need new shells

You mistook me for a doormat

Ignored the “un” before the welcome

Now I’m kicking you out

You fucking pest

And what will be left

When you reach the end

And no house has been your home

And you leave the world alone

No copies of you to roam

This earth and carry you

Keys to your past

But none of you will last

Just pics of your ass

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Michele Merritt

Philosophy professor. Adoptee. Advocate. Activist. Marathon swimmer. Cheese consumer. I write about dogs a lot. michelemerritt.com