eggplant skies and zippers,
this collect call counted.
My buttons were tacky,
and you had the liberty to
push them;
you unraveled them instead,
as i was pushing the ones
of your house phone -
i spent quarters of my time
on you.
Feb 25, 2012
Feb 25, 2012 at 8:34 PM UTC
eggplant skies and zippers,
this collect call counted.
My buttons were tacky,
and you had the liberty to
push them;
you unraveled them instead,
as i was pushing the ones
of your house phone -
i spent quarters of my time
on you.
Copyright Danielle Jones 2012
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