On Again, Off Again

They never should have been, 
But somehow always were; 
Together or apart, 
That thing with him and her 

Was always in the back of mind, 
Til it moved to the front: 
Those times when they would want to eat 
Without wanting 

To hunt

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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