Sunday

pick up, dial

you’re walking around me
looking for proof
rearranging the truth
to show

things have changed
i’m not the same
neither are you

but i stand here central
in my position to you
and i’m blankly amused
knowing

things are the same
you just refuse to play
and i refuse not to play you

i am a stranger
an anonomous slave
who knows everything

half smile and stop
take up your top
and stop imagining

my knees to the floor
my back to the door
my mouth opened for
you

i've lost bearings
going around with you
just put me down on you

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