Tuesday, February 9, 2010

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I said "I love you"
and thought "haven't meant that in years."
Neither one is true.

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The truth has a gun.
He's taking bets on whether
it's loaded or not.

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No teeth, just knuckles
hung from gums like mistletoe.
Imagine the kiss.

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Get on the ground and
let the long arm of the law
repair your hymen.

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Dragons storm the gates,
demand sacrifices, ask
for pay-phone quarters.

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A criminal sleeps
in the vault, wanting money
to steal him away.

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It doesn't hurt, but
what does? Your nerves and spine are
a funny dream's plot.