So I went back to an old lover
To get over you.
But it turned out
He didn’t want me.
So I dated unsuitable men
And went unsuitable places.
I behaved badly.
There was even a guy
With worse teeth than you.
—I didn’t know your teeth were bad.
You should have told me.—
Finally, I sat down and cried.
Unblocked you.
Stared at your name.
Asked ChatGPT what to do.
—Everyone else was sick of hearing about you.—
Chat suggested I not contact you.
Or unblock you.
Or think about you.
Chat suggested—
Take the dog for a walk.
Paint a picture.
Fold laundry.
— J. Redel from poem Unsuitable