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Haven’t stood for hours
stumbling to the elevator

thoughts full of trivial things

I think I could stumble into the corner
and ride it up and down and up and down
and then I think I’ll do it all again
till I start feeling seasick
in an elevator sea
and I might ride it again
in my pajamas with a bowl of ice cream
and dreaming of the long ago trip to Disney
and the beautiful swans in the their hotel pond
outside the suite I shared with Mom and Dad and Hilary
who grew up to be a bigger slut than me
But I love her anyway
Hilary come sway with me
Hit all the buttons and fly up and down
in our pretty pink pajamas
eating crappy hotel ice cream
remembering the good old days:

Grease and Elvis Presley
Things I haven’t thought of for so long
So let’s take a nostalgic trip
let's eat some good ice cream
and you’ll tell me my songs are the best you’ve ever heard
anyone sing
So where are you now?
I’d like to know
I hope you live the life you’ve dreamed