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If offense crawls out of your bedroom and slinks

If offense
crawls out of your bedroom 
and slinks into your lap, alert, 
like a cat, about to attack,
while reading 
my poem pumped with 
presumptions
about you,
why say that
my brutal honesty is
what you like about me?

Doesn't revealing
my perverted presumptions 
qualify for honesty?
Or is it, 
what's that you call it, 
too brutal? I offended a dear friend with my previous poem. I hope this does not offend her. 

It's not about her, but my feelings and also my presumptions about her. And that's what makes writing imperfectly beautiful. #poem #offense
If offense
crawls out of your bedroom 
and slinks into your lap, alert, 
like a cat, about to attack,
while reading 
my poem pumped with 
presumptions
about you,
why say that
my brutal honesty is
what you like about me?

Doesn't revealing
my perverted presumptions 
qualify for honesty?
Or is it, 
what's that you call it, 
too brutal? I offended a dear friend with my previous poem. I hope this does not offend her. 

It's not about her, but my feelings and also my presumptions about her. And that's what makes writing imperfectly beautiful. #poem #offense
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