pasty drama

"i just sent this email to say, i'm not talking to you anymore"

she reserves the right, in the post-modern future
she makes her own rules

"and i'm so hurt that you didn't reply to me, and i'm blocking all your replies"

hey, i can barely think of anything to say, anyway
it's just as well
that i only wrote while intoxicated
she seemed worth something
in a roster of hallucinations

but now i'm straight
and yeah, probably narrow

so write, and run, coward
it's just pasty drama, stuck to the rim of the jar
it's lost all its flavour
i could have preserved it
but i'll label it juvenalia
has a nice hollow ring to it