Plenty of Fish
Being a young woman in a new place is...
It’s like men can smell that I’m new meat
Circling around me like a shark in open waters.
Thus, I’ve learned the club is no place to find your soulmate.
I mean you might be the lucky 1% who do, but the other 99% of us get the chumps.
You give a guy your number
And then you end playing phone tag
For about a couple of weeks.
One word texts that lead to nowhere.
A connection drowned out.
I’ve even tried on-line dating.
Something about meeting
And maybe getting murdered..or catfished
Maybe a bit of both
Makes me a little uneasy
So I reel it in, carefully place my bait
and just keep swiping right,
Until I find Mr. Right
In the sea of Mr. Wrongs.
Just Another Millennial