Just What I Don't Need

by Philip F De Pinto

Just what I don't need
in my life or out.
More of someone's shit
which doesn't stink.

And the Dear John
written in too invisible ink,
to make one miserable if read.

And still,
the tramp about the world
could have saved herself
the cost of a stamp
and the trouble to write
and painstakingly pick my life apart
by uninviting me from her life,

given, I can't read a lick,
given, I am illiterate as a fence,
all the while possessing a keen olfactory sense
and keener sense of taste.

As you can glean, if you can read,
I have inhaled more shit
that professed not to stink,
and eaten it on more occasions
than I care to mention.


Posted on 03/01/2017
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