i'm sleepy
cat eyes in tacked
waiting for a phone call
searching tho the music you left in our imaginary apartment
my spelling has been miss placed
rancid mustered in the refrigerator door
he offered to reset the table
knowing it's hard to see the stars from here,
with so much candle light around
i bite my lip and ask them to spoon me
as i turn away
you holding her hand
her touching your head
and the shy way i look up at you
from in between my teeth
begotten, rubber johnny, and rubber loves
put taps on your toes and get gone
she measures your bread and i'm inthrall with the keyboard
so many in the closet
light barley pushing tho
square pusher
circle square
. . .
i respond with worn out love letters
of mismatched:
portishead, massive attack, and something else missing
pushing my head against the cool glass
pounder why you never asked about the toothpaste
everyone else does
but then again your not like them
the female humming bird outside my door is getting defensive
little buzzers on the way
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