DRINKING WINE ALONE ON A SUNDAY AFTERNOON, SITTING ON TOP OF A RAINBOW COLORED BLANKET, READING MY FRIENDS BOOK

I TRIED TO TAKE A NAP

BUT

I WAS JUST A LITTLE NERVOUS

AND COULDN'T SLEEP

SO I SAT UP

AND WROTE A LETTER

TO MY MOST RECENT LOVER

MY TITS HURT

BECAUSE SHE SQUEEZED

THEM TOO HARD

I LIKED HER

BECAUSE SHE REMINDED

ME OF THE EX-BOYFRIEND

THAT I AM STILL

IN LOVE WITH

THE ONE

I WAS MARRIED TO

THIS IS FUCKING BORING

TO WRITE

LET ALONE

READ IM SURE

I DONT PARTICULARLY FEEL

LIKE STOPPING THOUGH

YOU MUST READ MY DRIBBLE

YOU KNOW,

I THINK THE PROBLEM IS

I HAVE NOT DRANK ENOUGH

I WILL DRINK MORE AND

GET BACK TO YOU

OK BYE FOREVER,

NO I MEAN THAT

BYE FOREVER