July Poem 20

I think he—

He again?—Me.  

I can’t help it.

 

I would make you happy.

You have to try.

 

Freaking you out?

Freaking me out.

I went fast but…

 

I’m not taking this.

So without this man,

You are going to

Take off your shoes.

I mean put on my shoes.

Something about my shoes.

Alright?

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