you need it
to pay the bills.
buy groceries.
buy drinks and dinners for
all of those
one and out
online dates you got
suckered into
by a ten year old
air brushed photo.
it's a a conveyor belt of dead
ends.
and as you drive
home, unkissed
and bored after enduring
a few hours
of talk about
cats, and kids, other assorted
nonsense.
not to mention eating another
horrific plate of
fried calamari (local?),
you pull out your pockets
letting lint fall to the floor.
a hundred and twenty
five dollars
spent.
you wonder, how long
can this go on
until you find your next
cell mate,
whoops, i mean soul mate.
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