HAPPY IN BED
Last Valentine's Day,
I saw Titanic in 3D.
Then tried not to kill myself
before going to sleep.
Bad year ya know?
So bad I needed my sister
To deliver my groceries
Else I wouldn’t eat
But I never once had to use
the term "situationship"
So I retain my self-respect
I can’t imagine
humiliating someone
with an abstract term
To explain away
using them for sex.
So this V-Day
let's have a moment of silence
for everyone waking up
next to their "situationship" in bed.
Contextual Commentary by the Poet
Never met someone who was so proud to be miserable and alone.
But I wrote this shortly after one of the darkest periods in my adult life. So I give him a pass.
Also, I've learned you can get away with a respectable amount of self-pity in your work so long as it's funny.