Please don’t gnash your teeth

And write about the depths of your despair, your

Everlasting sorrow

Please spare me your adolescent plunge into literature

And depressed solipsism

I do not care about how anguished you are

Nor does anyone else

Even if they pretend admiration.

Do me a favor

Tear up your poems or

Alternatively

Stick them to your refrigerator with a magnet

Which will be as close to attraction as they will ever get.