It would have been a lot easier.

Posted: June 14, 2013 in hidden admonishment

The trinket on my light table is more than a month’s rent.
I’ve picked it up twice.
My boss is more interested in it than I am right now
and I researched it for over five years.

I”m not wearing my own underwear, and it’s one in the morning.
Women are considered an exception to the rule.
You shout at televised sporting events in your room
with girls I’m supposed to be jealous of

and all I keep thinking about is trying to find a new way not to think about anything.

Why don’t you want to fuck me?
Why don’t you want me to fuck anyone?
Why do you want me to think about you fucking other people?

Who the fuck have I become?

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