Monday, October 20, 2014

AN EXERCISE IN MALE HETEROSEXUAL DESIRE AS DEDUCED FROM A CONVERSATION OVERHEARD ON THE L TRAIN LATE ONE NIGHT AS IT WAS BECOMING FALL

Lizzie Lizzie
Train stops soon for me
And I just want to say

That Lizzie Lizzie
The way your lips droop
Looks to me like the weight of the world

Lizzie Lizzie
You haven’t eaten all day
And I need your body to last forever

So Lizzie Lizzie
In my hand is chocolate with salt
Think of us melted together like sugar

Lizzie Lizzie
Leave your bike where it leans
And let me curl close tonight to you

Cause Lizzie Lizzie
I know the way home
And all that is mine you can keep

Lizzie Lizzie
If I could be a girl and you a boy
In a second we’d get each other like perfect

But Lizzie Lizzie
Nights are getting long and cold
And you are short and warm

So trust trust just trust me please
I need you more than you will ever know

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