21st Century Boy Toy

I’m going to the fair,
today.
Shy girl,
at the coconut shy,
playing to win,
on a rigged game.

Do you want to play with me?
I promise,
I’ll let you win a prize,
if you follow the rules.

Let’s be lonely,
and in like with each other,
pretending we don’t feel a thing,
while we’re wearing our clothes.
Let’s not talk,
don’t ask me what my dreams are,
or what I had for breakfast.
Don’t get excited to see me.
Don’t tell me you miss me.
In fact, don’t talk to me,
at all.
Completely ignore me,
for a bit,
then send me a weekly update on your penis.
Let’s just send pixels to each other,
to prove our like,
emojis,
not emotions.
Let’s not mean a thing to one another,
or whatever the cool kids are doing these days.

That’s how we play.
I always lose,
because I play to win,
in a rigged game.
I’ve been following the rules,
of every boy who comes to play,
but they aren’t giving out prizes,
they just take them.


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