I Give You All My Bitter

I give you all my bitter for
a return twofold of sweets.
You take my bitter coffee,
I say no to kale and beets.

I expel my underlying
stored up bitterness,
no longer to slip out . . .
on this I must digress,

on the occasions of:
•a birthday with too many candles,
•a party attended alone,
•another day at work which leaves me tired to the bone,
•my doorknob broken in my hand,
•the bills I can not pay,
•sass from my teenage spawn,
•another typical day.

From this day on I promise,
my destiny will not
drag me to my future;
I’ll say gimme whatcha got.

The sacchariferous sweetness
is now all mine.
Does this mean I can no longer
partake of dry red wine?



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