foreign space - poetry&prose

return

i am
so bored
in this
bookshop.

i have returned
from war, from
grades,
and all i want to see
is the blooming
romance between
magnus chase
and alex fierro.

the new john green book
would suffice too.

but i return to
my kingdom,
my third home
to see them both
wrapped up!
the curse of new
books.

fantasy and scifi
surprisingly do
not entrance me
anymore. i search
for pretentious
ya books,
but they are
so dramatized.

jenny's mom died.
sarah left home.
ken met a hot girl
and is dying to
fuck her.

where is my gay?
where are my homosexuals?
i am so deprived of
gay content.

(and my parents ask
why i read more fanfics
nowadays)

the new generation
of writers
(i consider myself old)
have written
such boring
stories.

gone are the
glory days
of demigods,
lorien
and divergents.

ya books,
you're not excused.

i want one
book to be filled
with nothing.
just boring
staring at
computer and
struggles to write.
something so plain,
the biggest drama
i allow is a
road trip.
new experiences
at college,
drama camp,
something relatable,
something that
happens everyday.

i also want gay.

i have resorted
to poetry and chinese
novels.
the old ones with a
white cover, of course.
classics.

this is not what
i should do in a
bookshop.

i am sad.
this was a shitpost.

-frustration after eoys

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