Wednesday, June 27, 2012

POST SCRIPT

after David Bailey' Drun Sonnets





REFLECTING NOW, ON HOW CLOSE WE WERE,
I DON’T KNOW HOW ANYONE FINDS ANYONE ANYMORE
ITS LIKE PINBALLS SLAMMING AROUND
UNTIL PROXIMITY MAKES A COUPLE GROW 
COMPATIBLE 

AND THEN THEY ARE ALL LIKE

“WE ARE MADE FOR EACH OTHER” AND THAT’S BULLSHIT
WHAT’S ALSO BULLSHIT IS MOST OF THE INTERNET
AND THE SUBURBS.

BUT GROWING COMPATIBLE IS IMPRESSIVE IN ITS OWN RIGHT
WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT

AND ALL THE TIMES YOU HAVE CRUSHES ON SOMEONE
AND NOTHING HAPPENS. OR IS THAT JUST ME?
I DON’T THINK IT WAS MY FAULT, THEY HAD G/FS

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