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Ouch, my stomach says. Feed me, screams the bank account. Fuck me, pleads the mind. Love me, insists the ego. Tickle me, cries the fancy. Lick me, queries the finger. Open me, the eyes. Close me, says the mouth. Stop, the heart defies. Red, the hair. What, shout the ears. Where am I, the dream. What happened, the years. Blank, complains the ream. Between us, the he's and she's. Quitting, the laziness yawns. In this room, the you's and me's. Darkness, dawns the day. Say, come what may. Zero, the degrees. Good, we agree. You, see. |