By scott
Date: 12 June 1999

reflections of a loss, slightly irrate, iteration #1

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love is a fist
a big fucking fist
you think it would lunge at your fucking jaw
but nah it hits you right in the gut
the chest, the heart
knocks the fucking wind out of you
knocks you flat down on your ass
and makes you wonder where the fuck are you

love is a game
a dumb fucking game
all the while you think you winning, doing pretty good
then the other contestants rip you apart
steal your clothes, your answers
it sends you right back to jail
do not pass fucking go
do not collect no 200 fucking dollars

love is a fast car
a beautiful black porsche
it has a nice leather interior, bucket fucking seats
then, just like it began, it takes you clear off the road
over a ditch and into a tree
your head is realing, mind a-blank
your blood gushes quickly out of you belly
whoever thought it would be this fucking way

love is dumb