ms paranoia's encounters with mr prideA Poem by jazzshe came to me like immaculate conception as if God had his hand in our hands intertwined and combined as if
she thought i only wanted to f**k with her head like so many before me and after me and in ten years we'll run into eachother at albertsons shopping for ramen noodles and cat food and her? fruits & vegetables apples, oranges, and celery sticks and wonder what yesterday would have been like if we hadn't been ms paranoia and mr pride © 2008 jazzAuthor's Note
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