the euro suit

i’ve never met you before,
but you acted like we did.
perhaps you were being nice,
but i don’t abide by social norms.

i don’t give a shit about you.
i don’t care about your feelings,
but you should care about your outfit
and care about what other’s think.

you think you have a shot at her,
but the only shot you have is
one into your own head.

the autopsy shows a few things:
you have no testicles;
death caused by lack of pussy;
and still, nobody will identify
your body: John Doe.

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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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