To the man who chooses to stay single, out of respect for himself and women

In general. Playing games in an arcade, is what many people think it is,

Moving from machine to machine, forcing your ways on each other, forcing

Connection based on visual lust; or playing that crane machine over and over and

Over, because next time might be the time you get it.  People get it, but rarely,

Else there would be a run on crane machines everywhere. People rarely get it,

With relationships, mostly, no.  People do not and will not change because of anything

You do.  Change starts within the person, hope will not do it…. “I hope I hit the lottery, if I

Just wish hard enough!”  The wizened single man watches and yearns for someone to see him

Not for the bullshit façade, pulled to gain your confidence, but for the strong and courageous

Human he is… but all he gets when he talks of this, from single and taken women alike,

Some of whom he likes, all he hears is the pitying “Oh, but one day it will happen”.  Might as well be

“I wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot pole!”  Time after time after time, nothing but bullshit

Platitudes offered to sate their lust for cliché “servitude”.  Singly whole, yet yearning for more

Keeps head held high, for he is not ashamed, is not plagued with the “I must be in a relationship

Or I’ll die” syndrome. Life moves in and out, it is much, much easier without the bullshit,

Save your breath, bring me coffee. Le sigh, meditate I must… peace.

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