be my boy
be my baby tonight
if you were my boyfriend . . . : active fantasies of saccharine banality
friday nite
if all i say
is one thing
and all you say
is the Other
how
are we
to communicate
with each other
for sometime you would say i would say anything is possible, but the world in which life is given by you and me is one ruled by luck and money. one is not talented. one may only hope to be lucky enough to be said to be talented by one with money.
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