a petit hooded person followed me thru the subway then insisted on *whispering* a poem they wrote at me while a much louder subway train sped by, even though i said i wasn’t interested, causing me to look around warily, thinking this was some sort of new mugger trick, then they asked for a donation
honestly that has to be so fucking scary even if it’s that, having your personal space invaded is so annoying and gross THOU SHALT NOT SPEAK TO FUN UNLESS SPOKEN TO I HAVE SPOKEN
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I’ll write you poems all day.
Just never AT you.
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