Look what you've done.
You continue to bemuse me with
your unsteady patterns and
radio shack inspirations.
You said you are lonely,
but you've got a girl.
Is she not enough for you?
Does your mind resort back to
my existence for these romantic situations?
You continue to addle me with
your incessant gaze and
choice of words in
select situations.
You said you are tired,
of what may I ask?
Is she too much to handle?
Does she run you ragged without
taking your mental state
into account?
You continue to stupefy me and
transform my skeleton into
a pawn.
You said you were sorry,
but you've been known to be
mendacious.
You have been known to be backbiting,
deceptive, and double-dealing.
You can articulate strings however
you would like,
Though how do I know
which
is the gospel?
