mosquito wasp

…maybe on a crane fly or, I’m not sure, the vernacular moniker:
look, I promised to write a sonnet for you, so I’ll write a god-
damn sonnet. it’s not like it’s a villanelle or a completely iambic
tetrameter aubade; sonnet’s are a dilettante’s diet these days.
you can squeeze one out faster than a passive-aggressive text from
a roommate flies through space. keep an eye on your heart, and
I will keep an ear to mine.

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