March 13, 2013

Fascist fingers are all I think about
at night. That and her face. Your face,

turned towards a wall is a waste of
placement. Whip around and look me

in the ole blue pools. This warmer climate
will be good for both of us. Mostly for me.

A different turn to be selfish. You’re too
lost already.

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