(or How Guys Say They Lava You #378)

Be careful when you sit
and begin to unroll

because you never know
when someone has inked

a sweet message into
what you’d usually apply

elsewhere. Not gonna do it.
Not when there’s TP love

right there, a tissue
billboard in the round.

Which means you’ve
gotta find another

means of cleanup. Which
means you sit for a bit,

chuckling, soaking up
the adoration beaming up

at you, thinking for
the who-knows-how-many

thousandth time how
stunningly lucky you are.