MARINA
Sex Robot

I want a hot boy!
Ok I mean,
Man

Who's not 28
is that so much to ask?

Who doesn’t tell jokes that don't make me laugh
Or point out my flaws
to conceal his wrath

No stylist in September
Nor nurse in November
who grew up on porn
and forgot to be tender

Trating women like rag dolls
to be dominated
by sex robots with six packs
that came pre-inflated

Inflation is great
until comes the recession
When it's clear it’s not love
— it's not even obsession
I hear the air hiss from his biceps — confession
Python discarding me like a skin — a lеsson
I'm too fragile for even this teenagе rejection

But anyhow, anyhow
Everyone's married now
Nobody's going out
I"m the last girl in town

of my kind
I don't mind
but it would be nice to find

Somebody solid,
who's actually there
No hot air balloon
prone to rogue gusts of air

I'm still on the carousel,
alone at the fair

No sex robots please!
Just want a giant teddy bear