In another amusing
twist of fate
or destiny
or conditioning
I’ve bought the same
kitchen table
as my parents
to go with
matching knifes
and our bread tin
a set of sheets
so many things
it’s dirty on
the underside
with old wine
when I
thought I was
so clean
dust in
the bathroom
like mum’s
I guess it is
conditioning
sometimes think
I am the person
who doesn’t notice
other people
don’t get along
because they see me
lollop up
to their
relationship
like an enthusiastic
puppy
so they smile
pretend
because they
don’t want
to hurt my
feelings or
destroy
a loyal naivety
of course
might just be
overthinking
and
egotising
after all
would anyone
change their behaviour
for me?
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