there’s Bridget
Jones, there’s Suicide Squad
Joker says I’ve got grape soda on ice
and a bear skin rug, waiting
how to not write
a poem about the one you’re with
how to not write
a poem about the one you used to be
in the photo V’s
pony white hair is timeless
her breasts like
compressed fruit
now return to
old scammer’s high
succumbing more
to trots than truth
“some people are
so weird”, dad says
then explains
the ways they aren’t
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