At a Party

i love her

she loves him

he loves them

they love us

and we all don’t love each other

fragile little finicky hearts

break

and bend

and wander

and lead us astray

it’s not love we make

we hide and seek

like little children

playing a very vulgar game

none of us knows what it means

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