REVELATIONS

self portrait, inkblot art with added detail

He will never look at me and see
anything for loving
just the memory of the myriad of women
he has loved before

and therefore
I am a tool without meaning
useless
and I disgust him.

He spends his repentance into crumpled tissue
and says I should feel honored
anyone still thinks of me this way.

Jillian wrote this.

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