I’m home and free to chat now,
If you like. I can wait here
For your callback forever,
Hoping that it never comes.
I don’t want to talk to you.
I’m willing to listen, but
I’ve no guts left to argue.
I would rather spell this out
In moveable type:
I don’t like you, anymore,
And I never liked your type.
Life is forever.
It’s not short. If you argue,
You’re also alive.
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