bc i said so

pink cloth
twisting
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
me.
.
why does she do it(?)
does she not like me
anymore
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
nothing.
just bc i say so
doesnt mean it is
for me.

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