Body Good, Mind Better

My beef with romance poems.

For the love of God

and man and woman

Can we all stop

with the love poems

that imply

We all stem

from lust of genitalia

and not the fishing line

from way above?

Is it still fun?

Always a romantic tragedy,

Instead of a romcom

or just plain funny.

I swear to God,

and man and woman,

One more love poem

filled with insecurity and angst.

And I leave forever

and never look back

from your dull and deadbeat

Works.

The End

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