2018-06-18 - 5:30 p.m.
The secondhand poem
you once wrote for me
now used to woo another lady
Boy, you’re so lazy!
If she knew the backstory,
she’d be displeased
but the secondhand poem
was all you’ve got
a sign of your drying inspiration
and dying creativity
Hee...hee...hee...hee...
R.
