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The Boy
He did not mind me
I've gotten pretty used to him
In the past fifteen months.
He did not mind if I sat next
To other boys on streetcars, or ate
In the same restaurants, even if
It was at the same table.
However, he didn't approve
Of a boy I didn’t respect.
Dancing with a ton. I
never asked them
To my home
With success. I should've
Cared to see my own boyfriend
We're never getting married.
Not even if I Loved him
I only think of myself.
His art is not fascinating
But certainly polite.
I’m not sure, but if I give him a chance
He would kill me in my bed.
And pretend I was his own flesh.
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