August 2010
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NOT ABOUT LOVE
The early cars Already are Drawing deep breaths past my door And last night’s phrases Sick with lack of basis Are still writhing on my floor And it doesn’t seem fair That your wicked words should work In holding me down No, it doesn’t seem right To take information Given at close range For the gag And the bind And the ammunition round Conversation once colored by...
