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Eric the Red Feb 2018
For some dumb reason
I ask her what she does for fun
Wasn’t hitting on her but her eyes
Widened and she smiled
‘I like to cook..’
Which is puzzling to me
Cause I’m there everyday
Almost
And it made me wonder if
She had a life
It’s why I asked
For the following days
She asked me the same
Flirty in a way
‘What do you like to do for fun?’
She asked
‘I like wine...’
‘You drink alone?’
‘When I want to be...’
And now it’s weird
And she feels bad for the hours it
Took for her to get ready
And I’m gonna have to find
Another place to get wine
All because I just
Wondered why the young lady
At the wine shop
Was always there...
Eric the Red Feb 2018
We’d fought all afternoon via text
After a decent good morning
‘Such and such saw you on Instaface’
I tell her she’s full of **** and she sends me a screenshot with
‘Don’t bother coming home.’

Not even gonna bother
Just take my time
Take pictures of my junk
&
Send them to that married woman across town and ask her if I can
Drop by
‘I got my kids...maybe another time.’
The Liquor Store
Come home
& Hear the tv on, see her
Out of the corner of my eye
She’s hidden the wine opener
But I got the $7.50 twist off Cabernet
And the Silent Treatment goes on
Till 10pm or so
Like I care to makeup
&
She starts in on me
Like She’s so innocent
With the ***** calls she told me
About
The guys she used against me
The one she was supposed to delete but kept around on another
Social media
‘I don’t have anything for him...’
Just pictures of your *******
It’s how you got me
It’s how you get them all
It’s how I do it too

We were built for pretty
For Selfies
For posting up
Our food
Our drinks
Our lives
That seem better than others
But not for love
Not for our souls
Just for pretty
Eric the Red Feb 2018
They’re like the wife you didn’t see coming, and now you have to divorce them too
‘Mr Red when can we expect payment?’
‘If I give blood today, plasma tomorrow...I can send $30 the day after that but won’t eat till Friday.’

Bloodsuckers
Parasites
I would’ve stayed with my ex if I knew it was gonna run $10k!

$27 for a phone call with client
$37 to reply to an email from opposing counsel
$135.67 for 30 minutes of preparing documents
$78.63 for filing documents with courts

Yep...I should’ve been a **** lawyer
And folks wonder why nobody ever wants to marry again...
It was cheaper to keep secrets

‘Yes, I’ll send the $30 by Thursday...’
Eric the Red Feb 2018
If you can maybe for a moment
Maybe this morning
Think of
The Lonely Soul

Getting up for work
Fighting the Tired
Caring for the Ungrateful
Putting up with the Bullshitter
Loving the Abuser

The Lonely Soul

The Barely Enough Time for Myselfers
The Secrets Piling Uppers
The Fake Accounters of Attention

The Lonely Soul

The Long Way Home Drivers to Hear One More Song
The Terrible Hole of a Relationshippers
The Insecure Hollowed Out
The ‘Im Oks’

The Lonely Soul

Those drinking from the emptiness of wine bottles
Those who can’t write out their thoughts and cares through poetry
Those who know they’re being cheated on
Those with the fake smiles fake lives fake problems fake drama

The Lonely Soul

Maybe we can get a moment of peace today
Eric the Red Feb 2018
There will soon be 12 dead flowers in millions of homes all across the world...
Have mercy for them
Eric the Red Feb 2018
One used to smoke and cried at least once or twice a month during our *******...
One used to write sticky notes on the fridge for me to find later on in the day...
One had a musk to her, snored when she slept on her side and sometimes asked for gas money...
One snorted if something made her laugh and asked if I could bring an orange soda home for her...
One hated having her feet touched...ever
One talked in her sleep...in Spanish
One loved everything turtles and only came once in the 100 times we did it...
One is rotting in a grave across town...having been gone now for 17 years...
One always interrupted my shower by thinking all men love it when you interrupt their shower, then turning the water to scalding...
One...I didn’t know her name and she didn’t know mine, but when I headed to the door to leave for my cab, she said ‘wait...I’ll get a pen, give me your name and number’ I told her I’d wait, she went into the kitchen and I left before she came back...
One...just wanted to be held. I held her for 4 months
One...had my name tattooed on her side. I told her I loved her, even though I didn’t...
One...I’ve never met but I dream of her constantly
One...Two...Three
Over time
The Bodies
Begin to pile up
Eric the Red Feb 2018
I have this fear that one day when your hair has turned silver that I’ll come up in one of your conversations ‘I knew a Poet once...’
And you’ll keep the next thought to yourself...
‘He loved me like no other before or since...’
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