mind cream banana split
scoops of gutter, cloud, and chocolate chip
plastic mattress on overdrive
sleeping in navy shifts
joyfully wearing my own calculation
on my sleeve, a pop song rings in my
head along with invented porn seen
reinvented, rhymes with demented
rhymes with contented, I'd rather
be in your bed
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
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