APRIL’S TOOL

This shit is heavy,
but I’ll lift it.
I’ll take the weight
and carry it
no matter how long it takes
to do her will.

Whatever it takes,
I’ll ensure that her wishes are fulfilled.
Satisfying that girl is what I’m all about,
now.

It didn’t used to be that way.
Many a day, I didn’t care about April’s wants or needs.
But she grew on me
like a hairy white growth
making me stronger
healthier with her in my system.

And I realized how much I craved her
had to help,
needed to please her
in any and all things.

So
I tote barges, lift bales,
I do the work that she needs
and now,
she needs many things.

And if all I ever do
is make up for my mistakes
in yesteryear,
if every day
brings me closer to her pleasure,
then forever more,
I shall serve she
and live as April’s tool.