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I got my narcissism a new cat

she’s a fan of flighty love

and impenetrable

self awareness

you’re feeding your anxiety

bread crumbs

and on the bad days with bad news

little pieces of gristle you

couldn’t stomach

your youth minister

the one who was caught with a

teenager at a church lock-in

is now fifty

and I️ can’t tell if that’s

amusing or not

my best friend

the acquaintance I️ hated the least

the one who wanted to be a writer

back then

got married and a new dog on a

chain

all of a sudden

you’re a bleeding heart

and a hard-on in the morning

I️ told you not to unwind but

your back

is so damn winding

a prophet’s ashes in the wind

I️ brought my coffin to your sister’s

Bat Mitzvah

and my scrabble board

to our PTA luncheon

and my anxiety to the wine bottle

and of course

my self awareness to the altar

last night

I️ asked you to punch me

a little bit more

and I️ faded

like that