Bad Poetry Friday

Untitled, c. 1998

You treat me like a queen

I act senseless and mean

You laugh at my jokes

I long for a smoke

You write me love letters, inscribing your desires

I stand back and set your words on fire

Notes: This terrible poem can actually be found in the first draft of my current WIP Valentine.

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