TodayA Poem by motley poetry (special k)I asked Ian to pick a word.
Today I woke up with a woman in my bed,
with a fatass and long mermaid hair, legs tangled up in mine. I made her coffee and i made tea. I listened while she talked but I didn't hear a word she said because all I was thinking about was how much I knew nothing about her. It's not that I'm a bad listener, Because I am. But just by looking into her eyes and watching her lips move, I could almost hear her say that we weren't meant to be together. Lust is a b***h and she's greedy as f**k. This has nothing to do with luck. Love is also kind of a c**t because the only thing good about it is the butterflies that cacoon until you realize that one day they die. But my tea was good at least.
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