poetry

A Conversation.

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No,
I’m asking about
the inconsistency and incongruity
within your timeline of events.
(these things matter)

No,
you should have made this
an accidental affair,
but now you forced me
to cover your ass.
(again)

No,
you irredeemable twit,
now I have to-
get the acid,
bleach the blood,
and pay up Richard,
for the drums.
(you owe me, motherfucker)

© Nancy Botta, 2018

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