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Mood: Fair to Middling
Drinking: Sweet Tea


There are more days now
when I know what I want

and even the threat of your
teenage years cannot dissuade me.

All that stands between us
are pink pills and a precipice.

Last week a transvestite named Erika
stole my bicycle right out of the garage
at three in the afternoon.

And I keep thinking he is lucky
she is lucky
they are lucky
you aren’t yet around.

Already I have begun
to brandish a taser
on trips to the laundry room

but if you were here
I’d be packing more heat –

blades, bullets and brass knuckles.
If you were here

I’d be willing to kill.

-Lo, who’s not afraid to use it.

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