Tuesday, September 6, 2011

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I can change my location, wardrobe, hair.

I can up my prescription, down my dose...with tequila. Or coffee.
Give me a shot.


Of another drug...



I can chase my dreams, or my dog, or my tail.

I can post.



But I can't change you.


I can't up or down my daily dose, shoot you up or tear you down. Tear you up or shoot you down. No shot. With you.


You: drug. After market.



I can't chase you--not with words, legs, seltzer. Too potent.



I can post.

But I'm dying trying to live post.

You.

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