How does one hang on to reality
with the world in a wobble
and the center being off
How does one find clarity
doused in a quagmire of squabble
focus is just not enough.
Well, you don't honestly
cuz when twiddle comes to twaddle
the waves are often rough
So I just indulge in-sanity
roll out of the mollycoddle swaddle
and fuckin' love
just fuckin' love
I.A.m
Nicole Eisenman, Sloppy Bar Room Kiss, 2011
(no white braids no pillow chair)
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