Sunday, August 9, 2009

MR. CONGENIALITY



You met me
tried to suss out my identity
although I knew that I didn't have one
-Yet.

But I knew you wouldn't wait
so I made one up
with a scaffold of questions
and papered agreements
that weren't mine.

'Cause I needed someone I wanted you.
I wanted you to stay.

And now,
years later,
I have no more questions.
Now its your turn,
and you start by asking me
if I feel a draft.

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