Tuesday, November 24, 2020

rinse and repeat

ingrid asks me why o why
do you keep
writing about the past.

about past relationships,
about women that have done you wrong,
things that have
gone bad.

i don't know i tell her.
it's fun, i guess. and i don't
have a crystal ball to look
into the future,

so i got nothing to say about
that, at least
not yet.

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