I keep doing things 

I later regret.

For example,

Why do I keep

All those receipts?

My drawers are exploding.

I never keep track

Of my expenses anyway.

(Hello lady-from-the-foundation-that-might-give-me-a-grant:

Don’t worry,

This is all fiction.)

Why do I

Sign up for 

All those newsletters?

I must black out 

When I’m on the internet.

There are 17,566

Unread messages

In my inbox,

None of them from

Actual human beings.

If you have two hands and a heart

You should write to me.

I’d rather read your letters

Than work

On fucking presentations.