a study toward sonnet #736 by FisherKingKQJ
I seemed trapped in singleton dim limbo,
No girlfriend yet more than an acquaintance;
Why not be this sexy, flame haired bimbo,
Be cocquettish, back arch a quaint stance?
I wore a tight dress to catch any male glance,
I rang my old boss who'd my worth affirm,
I toned up with a kickboxing gym prance,
I signed up for a language course next term.
Some work stress caused fatigue as if a germ,
Hayfever midst anxieties surely numbers-
I might break out bragging making him squirm,
Dammed insecurity my heart encumbers.
Is love just veneer flash, or budget scrim?
(Chorus)
$10,000 vim
$10,000 dynamism
$10,000 energy
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