IMO's PiZZa

by Drew Gold   Dec 13, 2006


In my opinion's pizza,

mind is hungry for
pepperoni circles with
pepper spiced on top
of your attention

i want you to listen
to the sprinkling
of my appetite
as I unload the weight
of memorys burden

upon your plateful of
desire; i want you to
feel numb-
lipped and ecstatic
in this eternal give and
take and ask
for it back when the other
disappoints you with
the fork

there's two of us, but the
third we've found between
the one who doesn't need
but wants has and desires

only if it truly means some-
thing.

1/2 off on sunday nights, love
I'm still listening...

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