Match Work

He hands it off to read
(is different read aloud)
his frame is now around
his lover, she concedes:

Imagined Malcontent of Future Conversations is
for all intents and purposes
the biggest waste of ink (ever)
and just what made you think (I was so ignorant)

I wouldn't be offended.. or
this thing with us, uh, rended and
just left with little bits
of pre-recycled chips
I'm not taking them to the center, you know!!