this is not a happy poem


United States
42° 6' 37.926" N, 70° 42' 17.8272" W

that fucking movie
that stupid fucking couch and
those neglected screams

I told you no, I
said I didn’t want to
and you kept on going.

Moving, hushing, and
grabbing that I didn’t expect.
“I never loved you.”

“The bathroom’s that way,
why don’t ya clean yourself up?”
I cleaned up alright.

The reason I came
over was to wish you
a happy birthday,
I guess you had
other plans in mind.


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