Passing Time

What is my morbid curiosity
with your
affectations
of love and affection;
and in your facsimile
of ardor
and adoration?

I have made notations
by your quotations,
and all protestations
of love and affection.

What is my morbid curiosity?

Does it lie in your
plagiarized flattery?
{All scenes from a movie.}
You steal your pillow talk
from hearts made of sidewalk chalk,
much to my chagrin.

I am bored,
and perhaps
that's where your charm is.

So I have to wonder
if I just want to see
how I'll get out of this mess
again.