huck

MATERIAL

Should I consider it a bad omen
that I want to see you again soon
because I can't remember your face?
I should, without a doubt

Should you consider it a bad omen
that this cowardly philosopher
another non-stranger whom you'll
probably never engage with
outside of the anecdotes shared
through a typical drug-themed courtship
has actually taken the time to record
his misgivings, and call them poetry?
Should you consider this a bad omen?
Run for your fucking life

The irony of course is that this situation
presents irresistible material
the products of which you'll never read

What are your plans for this evening?

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Rain Over Bouville