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time to seize -ss and k!ll your master

(baby, i’m crazy ’bout your … )

neon christmas lights leading me in
my heart soon awoke, then arose and broke into a sprint
again obsessed, you’re truly blessed …
that perfect chest pressed against mine and —

(oh dear! oh my! oh yes … )

— nearly barren

(not much of a trek between angel and demon —
just one decision and you’re there
ho ho ho! hee hee hee! ha ha ha!)

five seconds later, i resumed my routine
keeping it shallow and short like a grocery store magazine
some playful jokes, dumb alky jokes …
but soon the legs of language broke

(and what do you know?)

off we go to the drinks!

(feeling comfy as an erroneous thelonious
enchanted by little more than clumsy cl-sters.)

i stood in the kitchen with a fair weather friend;
turns out reciprocal laughter goes half-decently with gin
two games of pool, one pair of fools —
i felt so cool and independent!

(but don’t forget the kinds of meetings you attend:
“it works if you work it, and you’re worth it.”
but it doesn’t feel that much better just to say “i” instead of “you” …
why can’t it be an everlasting “we”?)

i lost again, then simply sat there and watched
but my eyes nearly escaped the millisecond i saw you walk toward me
like you wanted …

(what!?!?
nuh uh. really? me!?)

she sat in front of me and started to talk!

(march on!)

(fizzle out!)

and with all of the grace of an accidental “dislike,”
the electric child cried at the loss of all but one response:

“oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!
oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

my darling, tell yourself what you want
but you know and i know you didn’t wear that tonight
just for the sake of “expressing yourself.”

oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god
oh my god, oh my god, oh my god

(my brain’s sole transcription
would be the worst kind of friend fiction
each red flag is just a ribbon
for a song that has yet to be written
this fruit is out of stock, this fruit is out of stock now
this fruit is out of stock — you’re welcome.)


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