i slept with your sister. why didn’t you
love her enough. i curse you with
a yeast infection, a UTI, a parquet floor.
nothing but a clambake. tell me why
didn’t you use protection when the recipe
was clearly on the quilt. you smell
like structure. i have a different name in
jamaica. you have a pathological
clock. i swat you like a tick. love isn’t your
first degree. in breakfast and in brunch,
this i promised, i smoked that cigarette
till it expired, did you hear they got
3 stars, goes better with butter, why didn’t
you, open-hand slap, overwhelmed
oven of these days, i heard a rumor, and rise.