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.