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Mar 2011
No friendship is worth your marriage

Talking about the future with a stranger
Giving them your address

No friendship
is worth it

You do it
I do it
We all do it

The conversation
the future

Taking the dog out
in the garbage

Greasy hair

Inside other people's homes
Inside dresses
and churches

You do it
I do it

****** relationships with God
Weddings with too much champagne

cleaning up

Christian music and soap operas

where the **** have you been?
you do it too you know?

Chemistry and chemistry
aqueduct eyes
Watching midnight become noon
I don't think I have anything here
No leads.

The dropped out moan
before you sleep
Take a piece of the moon
in our sheets

close them tightly

We are standard-issued clowns
with Picasso painted hearts

With all the fine measurements

We both do it, under neon signs and
plastic candy stars

I'm just tired,
Freds not dead
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Freds not dead
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