2d
Apart from your mother…
Only insurance companies
pray you live forever
no crashes, no coughs,
no inconvenient surprises.
They pray for your safety
with more sincerity
than your friends ever did.
No backhanded compliments,
no masked resentment.
They’ll cheer for your success
as long as it’s mild.
Celebrate your fitness
but not too wild.
Only insurance companies
pray you live forever
no crashes, no coughs,
no inconvenient surprises.
They pray for your safety
with more sincerity
than your friends ever did.
No backhanded compliments,
no masked resentment.
They’ll cheer for your success
as long as it’s mild.
Celebrate your fitness
but not too wild.
This poem exposes the transactional nature of modern relationships, using insurance companies as a metaphor for the rare, conditional loyalty found in a world where even love is often veiled in competition, envy, or quiet sabotage.
