Trouble

Oh, what a shame it is
I’m writing about you
in the state I’m in..

Anger, angst, frustration.
Love, hate, guilt, dismay.

Lying on the floor,
Late in the night,
Pen in hand.

I think
You’re in trouble tonight.
Certainly,
You’re in trouble, love.

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