a sketch on great dejection

She doesn't love me
she'll never have me
she won't suck my cock
she won't call me when her dog dies
she'll never buy me a taco or fat free Fig Newtons

She won't rub my ankle underneath the table with her foot
and smile at me in that special way

She'll never bitch at me for calling her best friend fat
or allow me to buy her flowers to make it up to her

She won't let me go down on her
and give her everything she ever wants

She doesn't even
know
who I
am