i am stuck
my mind is gum on my shoe
old gum
not that freshly chewed
supple cloud of spearmint
but that rigid
immobilized wad
of unimaginative big red
turned more pink
than red--
the red was so uninspired
it slowly slinked away
like your lover in the morning
inching closer and closer
to the edge of the bed
so they may roll off
nail the dismount
and score a perfect 10
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