i get an email from a woman
on venus,
another from
france,
one from mars, two from
a woman
in New Zealand.
despite my narrowed
profile criteria.
the dating site,
Disharmony, has expanded
my search for
the next love of my
life.
looks, distance
apparently don't matter.
height, weight,
direction of eyes.
green skin,
two heads, smoke like
a chimney,
never been
to school, no problem.
illiterate and medicated,
go for it.
they just winked, or liked,
or viewed you.
they've lowered my standards
to the nth degree.
(or maybe lowered theirs)
incarceration,
no teeth. devil worshiping
women with
six kids and a husband
living in the basement.
why not, they say,
give them a chance.
they all have good hearts,
good intentions.
give it a shot, get off
the street.
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