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Soft Money
by Rae Armantrout
They're sexy
because they're needy,
which degrades them.
They're sexy because
they don't need you.
They're sexy because they pretend
not to need you,
but they're lying,
which degrades them.
They're beneath you
and it's hot.
They're across the border,
rhymes with dancer —
they don't need
to understand.
They're content to be
(not mean),
which degrades them
and is sweet.
They want to be
the thing-in-itself
and the thing-for-you —
Miss Thing —
but can't.
They want to be you,
but can't,
which is so hot.
They're sexy
because they're needy,
which degrades them.
They're sexy because
they don't need you.
They're sexy because they pretend
not to need you,
but they're lying,
which degrades them.
They're beneath you
and it's hot.
They're across the border,
rhymes with dancer —
they don't need
to understand.
They're content to be
(not mean),
which degrades them
and is sweet.
They want to be
the thing-in-itself
and the thing-for-you —
Miss Thing —
but can't.
They want to be you,
but can't,
which is so hot.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
going around
“The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.” —Douglas Adams
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