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By chris Submitted by chris Date: 2002 Jan 20 Comment on this Work [[2002.01.20.05.40.19442]] |
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four a.m. and we're still awake you reading jane in bed and me smoking my reds researching cougars in new mexico and studying maps planning forever planning our great escape one month and two weeks away you say i talk too much and your profane pet names for me are legion by now and when we fight it's woody-allen-movie- serious (hardly sitcom-lite) our exchanges make me delirious but the thing is you feel like home and the love goes deep my god my girl-- nothing's perfect everything's right you've heard this before it's what i said earlier while you were sitting at the table painting and another day in paradise had just ended on the tv-- one character dead in a motel room one escaping through a cornfield lost but quite alive |