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We bargain at miles minus physical distance
Doesn’t miss emotional memory and instance
Your shoes for some wax
Your tat for my wit
How is this ever going to work?

Like post nuclear waste
Pictures and mementos hang
Dancing in epileptic head bang state
Wondering, will it ever be the same?

That was last week
This week I’ll just stop caring
Caressing the frame with my tears
Wondering where you’ve been
But really why can’t you change and
Are you still posturing as God?

We’re like night and day
I don’t like to drink or smoke
And you do the two every day
I want to go to church with you
Go camping, you say
God is every stone on the way
Yeah but how about in every word?
Another threat, If I don’t go fishing
You deride, scream and belittle
Or just sit with judgmental eyes brooded

I love you
But prolonged interaction with you proves…
Dangerous
I don’t know what a picture of a woman
In your perfection should be
I don’t know much, but to my credit I never lie
I just know nothing is worth anything
When we all get buried under everything
Please stop walking in the rain.

Written 1/24/07, I found it before the great burning behind a pic. I burnt the pic but I couldn’t burn my words. BTW, the last line comes from the one and only, TW “Please call me, baby.”