Friday, May 13, 2011

I have this disease

which involves searching for poems at two a.m. and
convincing myself I was in love with people that
I was never much in love with.

They tell me it can be cured with diet,
exercise and nine
hours of sleep;
I'm far too tired to try it.

2 comments:

  1. wow, top that with your specialness complex and you just may have the most bizarre bunch of disorders of anyone I know. Also, I like this. I spend time convincing myself I was not in love with people I may have in fact been a bit in love with.

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