personality (Free verse) by irishfolksuicide
Here, where the window-fronts
of an 'ann summers' are blacked out
in lingerie and leather
And even the sex shops are neon,
the grey macks a single shade lighter.
Today was a little different,
a girl, and good she was not taken
but I should have known.
It said peace on her sweater
so probably from israel, northern ireland
where peace is political.
With my black hair, brown eyes,
soft features she knew me, she even said,
asked about personality.
'A vulnerabilty, a passion,
something that could connect us like static'
I asked sincerely,
'No just personality, you know'
she said. So I told her I didn't have one
and she left me alone.
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