"Fuck You, Twilight" and Other Poems by The Prolific and Eloquent Trixie

Self-Advice
by FloydienSlip

Who are you that catches my eye? I
Who are you that wanders in sesame? Me
But what is your name, O purple mare? Air
Cursèd vision that doth my eyes fool! Fool
How dare you mock the Great and Grand! And
Powerful, too, as she did foretell. Tell
She was who you were not, it appears. Ears
Lovely things, as soft as pillow down. Down
To me she did turn, though it hurts to say. Say
I told I her I loved her, no less and no more. More
And I said she’d be mine, forever and now. Now
I walk by my lonesome, heart cleaved in twain. Wane
I love her today, though for her I know not. Not
You think?! Tell me, quickly, for I cannot bear! E’er
At last! I knew it! But what shall I do? Do
Have sex? That’s fine by me. Thank you. Ew