System with Holiday Destiny
       

You have to constantly examine yourself.

You have to avoid coming to a screeching halt.

You have to find people who will wake up laughing

at your jokes. You have to move around at night in bed

with couples who claim they sleep better with you there

than without you. You have to measure your nose

with caution before deciding you'll talk about

what will eventually drag a man under.

(Two guys behind the wall are attracted to my sister.

Now you're lying in wait for hours, like a germ on a doorknob.)

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from Lit from Below
Salmon Poetry
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