When I Am Bored With Myself, I

Women Encourage Men To Be Childish, Then Scold Them.

The Novelty We Want Is Always Close To The Familiar.

Failure Makes Us Envious. Success Makes Us Greedy.

The Tranquility Of My Room Partakes Too Much Of Forest Lawn.

Nostalgia Keeps Dissolving The Ironic Narratives In Which I Have Contained My Past.