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it's time to write a play



let me buy you a drink

and sip from the passion



it's time to procrastinate

and write you poetry



the phone rings and

i wonder if it is you

to tell me you have died

if you are complete



so this is a poem for you

no, really

for you

not for winter carnival

and the lovelies that exist

or for the beauty of the stars

on a summer night in

the adirondacks



it's for you and your image



let's pitch a tent next to moose pond

and quench our thirst with the desire

of who is who



let me buy you a long tall glass

of libido runith over



in the trough of your sweet inclinations

and i will flow over you

like the currents of free libations