Sunday, October 4, 2009

Once the most fucking
disgusting
perfect, beautiful thought
about my neighbor's wife
became reality
because she needs something

Now the most
precise,
worst usual cost--
I'll round the price down
if it means something
to be touching.

She glances quickly
and just turns away and smiles
if I had one bit of decency,
I'd second guess,
but second guesses are just a lesson
that first impressions are worth pursuing
because it feels good,
when the lessons wrong.

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