who’s a bigger brat, me
(age 42)
or the small children
you’re babysitting?

who’s a bigger freak, a person
who gets off on
eating lasagna, or
someone who gets off on
watching them do it?

what’s bigger, my body
or my love?

what’s bigger, his indifference
or my tolerance
for rejection?

Published by

R. Brookes McKenzie

what fresh hell is this

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