Desirable Candidate
I went to your bank this morning.
I begged a man in a suit for an application.
And he handed me a pen with red ink,
That started the tiresome process
Of your loan to me.
I filled out my all prerequisites,
I gave you all my references,
Bank statements, a list of past lovers,
A utility bill, something with my mailing address
Demanding my impeccable credit.
But still, by you I am denied.
Please loan me your love.
I have filled out the paperwork
In triplicate…
I have signed my name where it says “sign here”.
Promising me immediate gratification,
Payment for the dire need I have for you.
A debt,
Which I cannot shake,
A debt,
Which I cannot I erase.
Although I pay each payment on time and in full,
Each passing day I feel I own
Less
& Less
Of you.
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