You were one of those neon signs

You were one of those neon signs
Meant to catch my eye
A bad color
Exciting for its taboo
And its enticing familiarity

And I spoke to you
Like a snake in a tree
Words slipping off of my tongue
And into your ear

Dying there
But staining, too
And that bad color
Flattered you

You blushed
Like some drunken star
Leaving streaks across your face
Or did I smack you
While you laughed?

The lust was mechanical
My passion never finding its footing
Missing gears and
Stripping itself bare
While I sweated some clear stuff
Not blood

Breathing hard
To be satisfied
Though there was no rhythm in you
Your manikin body
Simply complied

And though it was consensual
It still felt like rape
Like I had stolen something
From myself
In exchange for nothing

©06.28.2017 ebn