Monday, October 15, 2012

From her thong to the risk of birthday wind

I swear: fuck you.
We are popping today, homesick for atheists.
God cursed Facebook for cooking Missouri's Jesus.
Music suggests I might tell a friend “It is what you say that matters.”
In an interview, local news reporters described love,
highlighting reckless attacks in our hometowns.
Playing the young lady, I believe these adjectives sound like
Nuclear devastation. Convince me otherwise.

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