bc i said so

pink cloth
and pulling,
when asked why(?)
the response is
“bc i say so”
the gripping irony
that pulls the cloth
in knots and wedges
is lost on me.
she runs past,
back and forth,
not coming back to
why does she do it(?)
does she not like me
is she bored
is it bc her mind
(poisoning past her ears?)
said so-
that i am not.
there is no fairness
in interpersonal relations.
i can twist my handkerchief
however i want
and it changes
just bc i say so
doesnt mean it is
for me.

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