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It’s not like me to connect with some man
Over the internet
I wish I could
Fall into it from afar
Get the tingles and jingles
Long term
No matter where they are
But I’m not a long term tingler
Without real time
Association
I fall into heavy like
So often
But heavy like soon fades
Into “I sort of remember that guy”
Maybe the problem is me
And my unwillingness to really try
But my flakiness has been put to good use
I’m the poet with
Infinite muse
tangle with
an
tingler
wanna dance with me
she rips off my skirt
says honey let's
make it
three

Jo hnny
no
I
r

was that Johnny noir
have thier pages blink
they choose to assault me
what banner
of
stupidity is waves beyond ignorance


who got from me teach'er breath
that my swallow be gulps
that swell your throat
what is my back
that you
learn
to
crawl

in
the
crevice


perhaps mothers scented candles
have fallen in two
to
tangle with
?












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