Lexaproetry - Poem by Katz Haus
I no longer cry all day, every day;
Some weeks I don’t cry at all.
I long for nothing. I have everything I need.
It’s nice that it’s sunny but who cares if it rains?
I got locked out of my own house. Oh, well.
My income taxes might be late- so what?
My cat ran away; easy come, easy go.
If I don’t send that form in, I could lose my license; I’ll get around to it.
A friend misunderstood me today; she’ll get over it.
Work’s been fine. Hardly anyone died.
I don’t even miss you anymore! I’ll see you eventually.
Sex? What’s that? Who cares?
$#*! , I can’t wait to get off this stuff.
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