Remember when
The kitchen clock
Ran out of batteries
And we sat there
Smiling dumb
We didn’t know when to leave
Remember when
You pushed me back
Against a statue of a saint
And kissed me hard
On my mouth
I thought that I would faint
I love your cool clean sheets
I love your loud heartbeat
I love your dirty cleats
From when you were a kid
You hate your mother’s breasts
You hate the government
You hate the word repent
It reminds you of some shit
I love your favorite band
I love your sweaty hand
I love hitting the fan
As I get out of your bed
You hate the radio
You hate reality shows
You hate the game of Clue
But you love heavy metal
Is there anything else you’d like to do?
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Excuse Me
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