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Today I met with Mrs. Wade

My love affair, my only shame

She told me that she loves me

“Honey I could eat you up…

Come join the club, let’s get in love…”

There was no Bridget Bardot

And there was no Melody Nelson

There was only me

And when I got slapped

I tried to turn my other chick

Wishing I could smack that beautiful behind of hers all night long

But I just couldn’t

And it is what it is

To be omnipresent and impotent at the same time

Forever



Oh anguished leapers

How we glided

Into her kiss

An angel’s hearse

By God – I’ll never let her go

My Mrs. Wade

I love her so

Now she was dancing in front of me

All my memories

All her apathies

I’m so sick of going round in circles

Well BOOHOO!!!! You’re not the only one with problems, you know…



“Have you ever wondered?”

She coils my tears to a moth shaped yearning

“Could a coyer soul beat my orchestrated laughter?”

I’m so sick of going round in circles

“There, there…” she comforts, “You’ve never had me anyway…”