Hanging outside a pizzaria
Employees entrance between me and him
How could I sleep with all your hints and accusations
Triangle of humiliation
-You are incurable. Keep out
-I’ll think about it. Sit down
Medium cheese pizza two liter bottle of Pepsi
Into his mouth
Pink clouds hopeful dreams
I’m wrapped up in a blanket as the night wore on
Waiting to understand
The sight of him his naked legs
Consciousness arrives
In a somewhat less satisfying way
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