Dear Cupid

What the hell is wrong with you?
Are you drunk? High? Or maybe you think you're funny?
Below is a list of what you've shot and dragged home for me:
A psychopath, a drunk, a con man, and one wild musician.
Small kudos to you for the sex with the musician.
Those hands are talented and he proved he could do more with his mouth than just sing.
I've reimbursed you with my sanity, my dignity, my money, and my patience.
I'm closing my account, please stamp my final invoice, "paid in full."
You've been around a long time, maybe now is a good time to hang up your bow.
Perhaps the explanation for the above is simply that you're old and senile.
If not, maybe a little competition will improve your aim.
Your analog arrows are old school and outdated.
No more need for face to face encounters or real time introductions.
Your digital competition is cutting quite a swath.
Window shopping on the information highway, we can look without buying.
Add to the cart without necessarily checking out.
A single click of a mouse to accept or reject.
Your monopoly in match making is coming to an end.
Your nemesis is world wide.
It's called E-Harmony.

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