Poem About Love

Who the fuck are you
with your old books
and your bachelor’s degree
and you’ve never kissed
a girl
or a man
or anything
and I mean
who the fuck are you
anyway?

Do you know what love is?
You cradle someone
all night
when they’re sick and you
pick them up from work
and buy them the junkfood
they’d never buy themselves

and sometimes
when no one else is around
you share a moment
that makes the world
stop

You don’t know what love is.
You’ve never even kissed
a girl
or a man
or anything
and your book is a piece
of shit and your
degree is all of
nothing

and who the fuck do you
even think you are?

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