The world was too big
and I didn't know what to do
so I burrowed way down low
inside love
like a naked Mole Rat,
crazed, frenzied,
demented
and blind.
I was a boy, really,
told so
by a woman,
on the phone,
she needed
a man
with money,
" 'cause romance
don't pay
no bills."
Addicted bitch,
but not too high,
wise, even, perhaps,
knowing her own
coked out mind,
spared me,
the stupid kid,
down the road,
my death
when she rejected
my gift-wrapped
bleeding heart.
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