Angry Young Man Rants from Storage Closet

Devotion

June 25, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Living for you and
through me
is my hobby;
it’s my way.

Heavy book
recounts me and
bears down
another page.

I am so sick of love.

The audience gets restless
waiting for my ring
to turn green on my finger.

This may be too much for me,
too much now.
Love is work,
and then it becomes a job.

Everything—
no less;
everything I haven’t got.

Living for you and
through me
is my hobby;
it’s my way.

Heavy book
recounts me and
bears down
another page.

I am so sick of love.

25 April-17 July 1990
Age 20

chair magnolia

Categories: fatigue · loneliness · scorn

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