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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