There are some everlasting
constants in this world. The sun
rises in the East, the seasons come
and go, and I can’t ever
find the goddamned cumin.

Just remember that everyone
thought the snow monster
was an abomination too, but then
they extracted all his teeth
and he got to put the star
on the Christmas tree.

I don’t require exemplary
financial power in my significant
other.
The admiration of your peers is not
necessary for my complete devotion.
Astrology is not
relevant when I consider
potential mates.
I simply desire
your attention
during any uncommitted areas of your schedule,
and your . . . . .
osculation.