Belly Aching Blues

Someone ordered beef
at an East Indian restaurant
Who I am
and what I give
is not good enough
So I don’t talk dirty
when we have sex
Off camera
You use the same words
you want to hear
in lovemaking
in disgusting ways
when you’re angry
I buy my own cake
Blow my own balloons
Pretending pathetically
That I am happy
Just because you came