Day 25 – Refund

If only I could offer a refund
for every love poem I ever wrote
because I didn’t know anything and
I still don’t

I have a ring on my index finger
I have a therapy session at noon
I have an ice cream maker coming tomorrow
and I gave my fraudulent book
to you

that day
when you saw me ordering chai
I was counting the answers I wrote for myself
thank god you left that book on the shelf

I hope it’s rotting there still