What Do You Say?
What do you say to commercial breaks?
Sneaking kisses behind our parents’ backs?
Sense of humor means nothing to me unless you bite.
Blue tinting her eyes, impossibility.
Health care reform, stock market?
I won’t need it.
A circus animal.
You’re like cotton candy.
Pure sugar.
So bad for me, creating sores on my heart.
But I’m sure that smile tastes amazing.
I long to try it, but I’m afraid if I receive the chance; I’ll form an addiction.
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