so far, so close
the black fly, well, fruit fly
in my chardonnay was just another song
blaring through my brain
but while i waited for the pot to pop
and could almost taste the butter
fresh on my lips
my heart stopped
as it often does
to find that this would be
just another mindless incident
if it hadn't been for lyric
on repeat

10/24/2007

Posted on 10/25/2007
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