You're so self obsessed it's infuriating
he once said
and little did I know
my friend would beat up your friend
I said
and she says, not my friend
but I met her at your party
I say
the bastard friend
of us bastard children
looking for our mums
looking for a friend
dadless children
walking around
naked
in an unattractive light
with bruises all around
aggression
your blue black eyes
I almost checked myself into
the chateau
the monastery
the chateau du monastery
children of divorce
provencial
she's not French I told the Austrian
and we surmised
the American boys are
all afraid of commitment
thus
we're on the wrong continent.
Intensely wrong.
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