There is no intentionless,
Even fun is an angle,
It comes with expenses…
False comfort in
Expecting water, then
Turns out to be liquor,
Visible or not expenses
Illicit this jolt that lays
Across tastebuds
And I wish things could
Be regular. Sure I can
Follow these tasks their
Length then pick it all up
Accordingly. I will work
Slow so you can’t find
Mistakes without expert eyes,
But false comfort’ll
Always find out about itself,
Takes a while to really
Tax these gestures down
To believable science,
Can you even tell
What I’m going for?
You’re a sweet person
And I hope your heart rate
Slows to an afterthought
Cause knowing about
Yourself is so taxing,
Having to be told about
Even more so.
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Corey Qureshi is a writer and musician. He is the author of three chapbooks of poems and runs BOXX Press. He lives in Philadelphia with his wife and child. @q_boxo