The Can Fills, the Can Empties

"THE CAN FILLS, THE CAN EMPTIES"


my mentor said:
“everything repeats.”

my mentor said:
“there is always one 
woman to save you from 
another and as that 
woman saves you, she 
makes ready to destroy 
you.”

I kicked my last whore 
to the curb.
an ex-girlfriend from
over a decade ago
messaged me.

there’s been silence
between my ex and I.
the ex that returned
talks to me every mo-
ment she can.

my current ex just 
messaged me through 
the phone and wrote, 
“I hate you!”

the ex from the past
just called me on the 
phone and said,
“I love you, I miss
you. I want to see
you already.”

my mentor knew his game.
I drink, I type.

play by play and it’s
beautifully glorious.


By: Chicano Eddie
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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