Published by Callum Beesley on

the ugly writers

From pillar to post
One minute they want me
The next they’ve forgotten
Where they’ve laid me down.
Dark, always dark
Away from my cousin –
I haven’t seen him in years.

Sometimes they want me back
At least I think so
For a moment
Until I realize they’re between
Serious relationships
And want me for
A quick mind fuck.
They take me
Hover me in front of their faces
Like a mask
And pretend to all those prospective
Lovers before them
They’re the same sweet Sandra
The same funny Flo
The same curious Callum
From High School
I know they are not.

Why do I put up with them?

Because every time they hold me
Every time they bring me up to
Their faces and I look into their eyes
I think: this is it
At last they recognize me
This time

They’ll kiss me.

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