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By Misti Date: 2002 Jun 13 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.13.07.14.11569]] |
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he's freaking out because for a moment I slipped and got brutally honest like that, the truth escaped my mouth without emotion I told him it was enough for me to sit and stare at the wall nothing more was needed so he could keep his sophomoric mind games and passion and voice mail and tomato basil soup I was fine, thanks a self-sufficient lunatic a Water Bearer who just escaped being born a Fish come over, he says his voice urgent not warm not the poem I need to hear not an April surprise in December but urgent once again sex is the solution in his world he is the creator and there is no void |