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By Misti Date: 2002 Jun 09 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.09.11.21.5120]] |
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when I was nineteen and hiding inside my journal and my books I thought I'd someday marry a man named John even though I was dizzy in love with a man named Chase my intuition whispered His Name Will Be John He'll Be An Auto Mechanic He'll Come Home From Work Greasy and Ready For a Beer and a Massage and He Won't Know What You're Talking About When You Mention Lady Chatterley's Lover or Tropic of Capricorn But He Will Know How To Sate You With Languid Lovemaking and His Rich Piscean Sense of Humor You Will Make Four Babies With This Man Have Barbecues in the Summer And Even Though You Won't Live in Your Spanish Dream Home By The Sea You'll Be Happier Than a Pig in Shit in Your Trailer House on Bluebird Lane. |