Tuesday, May 24, 2011

The Bad Love Poem.

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Because it’s insane I think
If your toothbrush needs changing
I think
If your dentist is still good to you
Do you still walk your dog
deafened by Norwegian thrash metal on your ipod
Do you look fresh as a Chinese delicacy
When you work out
I think
If your laundry is done, waiting to be dried.
I think, this, instead of thinking
How my love, like an eggless cake,
has withered on a dvd shelf
Below the TV in the living room
Where we would dance a slow dance
On Saturdays. And make love by the couch
And squeal like children.


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1 comments:

Product Junkie said...

Lovely post. Write more!! :-)