Monday, November 23, 2015

i remember you, old lady, when you were
younger, hair flowed freely down to your waist
and you breed children from many men,
and i had none of you, and when we talk you
have become another selfish woman who only
talks about the past,present and future men
of your life and then i start talking about your
house and kids and business and the talk on
that boat had become so endless, i got tire,
as i had always been tired in this lonely journery
to nowhere, and then i start to talk about myself
and you leave me. I am only interesting when
i am interested in you.
First lesson. Keep yourself and do not bother.

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