plastic typewriter

My first typewriter
was bought for me by a woman
who’d fucked my love life
not with her, no
she’d arranged it cleverly
for her relative
and me to meet
it all ended badly
as things did back then
I had no manners, money
and because she thought
herself so clever
she was sneering
by her gift
not just of that plastic
typewriter

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