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Hello, I love you. Won't you tell me your name?
Hello, I'm good for nothing. Won't you love me the same?


You're gonna lose your arms; amputate; class dismissed.

Fallin' for the creep, the body leech. Here he comes, fists clenched, saying it's wrong to want more than a folk song...Tearing her down, talking her down under your breath, makin' a mess. See, she's happy you wanna break it.

Sort of wonder why no one said a word. Don't you like it on the sly? Don't you like it till it hurts? Have I been on your mind? What's a voice without a song? Something in your head you've been fighting all along. Well, I don't wanna say it, the news is not so good. We'll never get away and even if we could, we'd just play the tambourine around an open flame, oversleep and burn to be back in the game 'cause summer never comes...No, I'm not complaining. Yes, it could be worse. Ferment on the wishbone, match the lips to the purse. Neighborhood's a runway, fry the ass and thighs. Dirty denim dealers push behind the eyes. And summer never comes...Still I wear the red dress, paint my toes and twirl, take it back to old times when I was still a girl. 'Cause now I'm all baboon boys coochy-coochy-coo. Sort of wonder why I missed a kiss for you...

If she weren't writing in blood she'd bring him her jokes, a new liver, and a shovel for the mud. If he were not knee-deep in mud he'd bring her his jokes, he'd get her a typewriter. If this is the life, why does it feel so good to die today?..Nobody knows which street to take; he took the easy way, what was the easy way?

The town where she was born, like the town where I was born, was built by white settlers seeking gold and other treasures. Like me, she feels uncomfortable in the clothing of her ancestors. "It's not easy," she would say, putting her fingers into the ashtray. "It's not easy to erase your blood." That night she found a man to treasure and together they'd planted flowers of warning, fearing frost. Late on shallow evenings while their enemies slept, they hammered the soil asking for answers in green. His value declined when he offered his name. Why did he offer it?...His value declined when he offered his name. When she was 7 years old she saw a man get shot, but no one came for a long time because it happened in a remote parking lot in Las Vegas. She was waiting for her mom to come back from working the blackjack table at the Circus Circus Casino. And that night her mom said that the two of them and the now dead guy were the only 3 people who ever lived in Las Vegas; everybody else just arrived, ate their complimentary shrimp cocktail, and left. It's a one room city and the wall to wall to wall to wall to wall goes street to street to street.

I've been feeling dull as a coat hanger, pretty as a picture of a patient on a fresh I.V. Giddy as a gang banger with a set of sutchers where his magic Johnson ought to be. Yes, I'll tell you just the thing you need to be the next big thing. Let's start in with a test of your intelligence and zest for experiment. And up and down and round about and out the back and keep your mouth shut. Tight the lights are staying out, but no sweat, I’ve got aim like a mack truck. Guess how many fingers; ok, guess how many more I can fit there. Guess right get the toaster but you know misguessing gets you nowhere. I’ve been baking cakes for the enemy. I’ve been dying to find out the hard way. I’ve been taking friends to the alleyway; two down now but who’s counting anyway? Yes I can do everything you need from out of my new SUV. My work is guaranteed to last the length of your recovery. Put away those pliers, honey. Trust me cause I know the options. How about a nine-month long vacation and a two-foot coffin? I’ve been getting up close and intimate. Some close calls but oh! I'm getting into it. In some states they say you can burn for it but I'll burn that bridge when I get to it. It's not a bad thing to get professional. Its got a nice ring. Mandy goes to med school. I’ve been taking tips from the government. I’ve been getting damn good at hiding it. Fifty bucks a month ought to cover it. Two down now but who’s gonna notice it? If you show up and I am unavailable, my partner Brian would love to take care of you. He is a nice man, thoroughly reliable. He's in a rock band and he goes to med school.

He's been trying with limited success to let this girl let him get into her dress. But every time he thinks he's getting close, she threatens death before he gets a chance. And that's the way it is in Minnesota and that's they way it is in Oklahoma. That's the way it's been since Protozoa first climbed onto the shores of California. She’s been trying with limited success to get him to turn out the lights and dance; 'cause like any girl, all she really wants is that fickle little bitch romance. And that is why the girl is called a tease; and that is why the guy is called a sleaze; and that’s why God made escort agencies, one life to live, and mace, and GHB. And that’s the way it is in Minnesota. That’s the way it is in Oklahoma. That’s the way since the animals and Noah first climbed onto the shores of California. Must not be too kind, stop thinking love is blind. Clench your fists; yeah right, she's just not my type. Why all these conflicting specifications? Maybe to prevent overpopulation. All I know is that all around the nation the girls are cryin’, the boys are masturbatin'.

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