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5.06.2004
boy (reprise)
lovely face
tilted to the
corner of my ribcage.
sex
was the gift a
woman
gave
to a man.
What did
you offer me?
I don't know my parts
were done.
You left me confused
eyes tipped
to the ceiling.
(truth be
told I feel awful
rebellious saying all
this here like
I'm whispering
behind my hand passing
notes under
a desk rolling
my skirt
above my knees.
I'm a meek
sort of
lover I tell the
truth here.
I'm a child
whore in bed too
ignorant to say
anything more, or
at least say it
ain't working.
I think that's
because my voice doesn't
work. I need never
use it, anyway.
Anyway.
I'll flay all their
old remembered
bodies here for you.
Old times sake,
and so on.)
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