Love is Not Hiring: A Tragic Job Freeze


Oh nah nah nah nah nah!

Turned into…

oh no no no no no no!

Dust settles, I don’t!

Every beautiful R&B song is remixed to a sinister bad chick, anti man lyricist, independent women, career driven, hiding her feelings, numb, drone, societally pimped, label slave, in her masculine bish!

Is this who I am? As I tear off a tag on my new Luis bag, this is all I have to attach worth to at this time.

I wanted love

He wanted sex

I digress, I just dress to undress and feel my empty days with extra shifts

I wanted love but love wasn’t hiring.

Legs partially open, collecting unemployment.


By Janell Hihi copyright@2017


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