Use me

You don't want
to marry me,
you just want
to fuck me. The nylon
stockings slowly
come off at 2 a.m, and
you pull me inside,
like the toy you
think I am, gyrating
your hips until you
get off repeatedly,
and intensely,
fulfilling your
each and every last
twisted fantasy.

Then, you throw me away,
like a used tampon,
again-and-again.

Just use me