Why I Am (Not?) A Narcissist

[e_dog]

by Bertrand Hustle

I am so worthless
that i cannot even sell myself
in the market.

I feel like a guilty
fornicator
after making love
to myself.

I wouldn't
want me to be
the mother of my children.

Neither would my children
's children,
children.

I am a guilty
fornicator.
And a debater.
A rollerskater
in an age of in-line blades.

The mother of my children
wouldn't want me.
To be.

Or not
to flee.
That is
this is
the correction.

[stilltrucking]

Poor Echo!
Why does the jerk gets all the ink?

interesting poem e-dog