Poem | 23 - double D - 5, 3

Her conversation

the equivalent

of blowing

bubblegum

until it pops…

And now, she’s trying

to make me feel

insecure…

“So you got one of those

fun to be around,

sarcastic, but for jokes

and flirt by trying to offend

kinda attitudes?”

She thanked me

for reducing her

to a stereotype.

And we never

spoke again.

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