Do I have anything new?
Do
I have…
any new poems
to read to you
tonight?

What the FUCK?!
What’s wrong with the old stuff?
What is going on in your life
that you can’t bear a moment’s repetition
or an evening of redundancy?

What must I do to satisfy you?
How much content
need I produce
to get you off my back
off my ass
out of my life?
Fuck…

Do I have anything new…
New?
For you?
Yeah, I might be able to throw something together…