Thursday, March 12, 2009

Love Song Auditions

A: Arranged like a theory, you're all balled up.

B: I know a way you could help.

A: The tires around your eyes show me you've been here before.

B: I've been here, and don't you remember.

A: How else could I come back again, red and mirrored and lame.

B: Formica is named after ants.

A: Our predecessors would have been proud.

B: Lattice, wicker, anything to make a mark.

A: Splotchy or consistent.

B: The grain played heavy in your addiction to image.

A: Watch it, unrememberer.

B: Coffee doesn't make itself.

A: Its hot eyes glare and weep.

B: I've been hearing all about you.

A: Let's see.

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