We both know
you should have
named me
in your speech.
We both know
you should have
nodded to me
as you passed.
We both know
you should have
been more grateful.
We both know
I deserved it
more than you.
There is poison
on my tongue,
no doubt,
but you have to know
you put it there.

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About Catastrophe Jones

Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
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One Response to Thankless

  1. Trent Lewin says:

    I always wonder who you’re talking to… who this person is that deserves your vitriol.

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