Some Misfortunes are for the good of those to whom they happen to, as some things that are praised and sought after are harmful to those who enjoy them.
I put up a no soliciting sign, and some Spectrum rep waited for me to leave my house to stop me on the sidewalk during an evening stroll. I can't shop at the goddamn grocery store. These jackoffs circle the cart lobby like vultures.
I want and want, a hand wrapped softly round my throat, pressing and discovering till I am tired of writing about the labored breaths it draws out of my mouth. Hiccuping and coughing out baby noises, just a little child under the weight of your body, safe and seen.