nice

commas + karma.

i’m not a smooth talker.
i consider conversations
that are covered in fucks
cordial, if not clever.
i parallel genitalia to
any awkward utterance,
enunciating the word penis
in oversensitive cafeterias,
rehashing knowledge by way of
internet recollection–

i zone out–quite–like no other,
dream of other things
when my interrogators bore me,
like fucking or sleeping or
loving or trying or taking–
taking bets and
losing them,
taking shits and
flushing them,
taking hearts and
spitting on them,
taking chances and
robin-hooding them,
taking compliments and
returning them,

taking everything worthwhile,
everything worth keeping,
and returning it to the desires
that know how to smooth talk
the generic mold that is a
human-being.

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