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Bad poetry we hung out back
all hung out
like 2 prostitutes
from the future.
“i don’t wanna keep waking up like this.”
“like this?”
“you know.”
and i did know. it was dark and we had just woken up
like a pair of cats
who know things.
unnerved and unshowered
we needed milk and
maybe some kittens of our own
but god knows
we had enough Shakespeare.
