No one wants to be this naked
or soft-
While you spoil, living in delicacy,
I live in transience:
Saturday nights are wasted on pert girls hiding their smiles beneath milquetoast curses
Everyone is a model in this atmosphere
where the rich young rulers buy our drinks
inquiring, “Are you with her?” and “Have you found heaven?”
No, I am alone, a gravity all to myself
I cannot fault their animal instincts, though they exhaust me
They cannot fathom me
I am dangerous because I have nothing to lose
and every intention of losing it
A man of loss and sterility
What more can be said?

but

Congratulations on your engagement

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