STRAIGHT FORWARD IS THE ONLY DIRECTION
If I didn’t like a person
at a bar,
I would always tell them
to their face.
It was important to me
That they knew it.
“Hey, fuckhead,” I’d say,
“just so we’re both clear,
you know I don’t like you,
right?”
It was refreshing,
Like telling a secret,
And afterwards,
I could get on with my night.
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