dusk sets in and then black
lie down and sing soft lullabies
nightlight keeps away the scary things
I hallucinate shapes made from shadows
nightlife keeps me up at night
sit and smoke and swat insects
I always want summer during winter
standard deviations make my head spin
follow the curve or you'll die
swerving out of the lane, sometimes
bumper sticker: tailgaters will be shot.
adjacent bumper sticker: violence is wrong.
another bumper sticker: beat women silly
my raging feminism radar is wailing
joyce the feminist, beat her brains
brian the misogynist, break his bones
I love you now fuck me
it all boils down to him
it all evaporates up to god
god is dead no one cares
neitzsche hates christians and loves art
sounds like someone I might know
the grass is never green, joyce
lie down, touch me, feel me
I want to feel, emptiness consumes
let's be friends and write poems.
- brian and joyce, @ work via gmail chat
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