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ANACHRONISMS vii nice people speaking other languages at 6:00pm and he hasn't showed yet 6:10pm and there he is all fixed up in a Scottish cap that I can't resist I'm still thoroughly confused about who he is we watch two scary movies in one night I open this month's phone bill it's half what it was last month on Saturday he was wearing a yellow honeybee shirt with a little zipper at the auction of Old West End homes where we kissed and kissed I just wanted to turn all the televisions off and vie for one of my neighbors' parking spaces lxxx midnight at the torso I hug a novel on a beer-soaked bedspread like a control freak pierced eyes e-mail little blurbs back and forth on the mouth of the lips of the teeth two for the price of one fisticuffs a gabbing and a lunging of the mist and the fog jazz that is full of a whole new sport forced kisses on couches I am the fire guy I'm too excited you can pin me down and almost definitely not rush this finish lxxxii ..you.. adidas of the modern american cuisine you need to catch a trip back to this happy happy hashi ..of all the people i've actually ..got the blue skies of i'm sending you a text msg at 1:07am ..yeah my addressbook is ok ..and i'll swear it online...& even ..remove my montgomery clift ..if i hafta... ? however the fuck do you remember all that dish anyway ? in my stomachment something on the cock of i mean character of your underwear ..it's all in the presentation hun ..i feel so horrible i hit on you it was just easy effective night-time teeth white ning near harvard square in the 90s (fahrenheit) .. i wanna dishwasher in ..love..reciprocated..already.. so let's just fast-forward to the organic restaurant where i text msg u again @ whatever o'clock ..hi hun ..i'm not sayin ..yer not all faithful to my ..growed-up tummy & stuff ......but yer just not here
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