.make sense! of this [NON]sense-tence.

12 February 2011

as you sat on my bed you pulled something out of your backpack

you said you found it

it was a lightbulb
knowing you i wasn't surprised i was more amused than anything
because who knows where and when and how you found it and what you were thinking bringing it to me on your 2 am bike ride to my apartment
guy schizophrenic and your off the wall aspirations

i know why you thought i would like it
you knew me well and
well i liked it
but that's not what mattered that night
what mattered that night was your face

you brought it to me
and i kind of ate it

then i lit up with such electric surge
i would have shocked you
if you unscrewed me

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