Single Reduction
Emotionally celibate Single and unlatched No one cares If I make designs With stray strands of hair In my shower built for two No one knows That I forget my clothes In the washer too long Leaving everything Smelling sour More often than it should No one will say I should find A better use of my time When I put googly eyes On my cat's behind No one hears When I sing off key To rap songs from the 90's As I clean my kitchen So, do you come with peace Or problems Do you complement Or complicate A proper vixen Knows a man can have a gold chain But still want to wear silver Copper or aluminum Every now and again No broken hearted girl Lives here There is no light At the end Of any tunnel So you just better shine Until you can't anymore I reduce every action into words This is simply a reduction