Poetry and Privacy

Men say they want threesomes but
they hardly ever imagine
it’s with me and my pen –

(see, that was poetic license.
I never write with a pen these days,
I use a laptop – much less romantic,
much less manic pixie dream girl)

There is no such thing as privacy
when you date a writer,
however casually you may date her,

because she doesn’t write casually.

I guess I should have warned you.

I think I did once.

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