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o the hang over possibilities



spinning images into a twirl and

i am not talkin about your hips



my e-mail seems to have stopped

my desire needs a new fuse box

my thoughts dance to a bingo winner

my shoulder hurts from the bicycle

  accident we all have

my path to the future is filled with

obstacles of the past



my my



is my thought of romance

with the university of you



humpty dumpty is the new rap song

about our middle-life glamour sex story



we are another generation

please please please me

but i want to spin your kiss

into a layover with benefits



i am a bad drive-in graphic

i slide into your bun and

think of too many calories



but we are teenagers in my proposition

and we burn calories with screwed up

metabolisms



you are every ex-girlfriend with

all the potential of the endless ardor



there is the edge, that is like a metaphor

that we could fall over, but we don't cross

that link



like kissing your nipple, but thinking tooo

much about it



i can't believe i can tip this bottle into tipsy



i am PI casso a curve that comes back to you

in the rhythm of 3.14



i am another page into not being into you



i am the random moment of when

of

yes



i am yams on thanksgiving, because when else

are you yams what you are yam



i am the wonderful drunk of oh know

too far

but I would love another

touch



you imagine the touch



another splash of scotch

and the taste of slobber on

your lips



here we go

here we go again

ins't that great, because

aren't we always

too close



i keep thinking i can't be this inebriated

but i am drunk



and ready to crawl around on all fours

like a hello kitty porn video