wordplayer.
back and forths
forth and backs
are my aphrodisiacs
nothing makes
me more smitten
than banter that is, well,
well-written.
forget the handsomes
with the money
who aren't remotely
smart or funny
if you're a broke
hilarious jerk
ichat or text-
let's make it work.
posted by mad at 10:03 AM
3 Comments:
mad, you're a textual predator.
This is a very vain blog.
ha, yes, anonymous, i suppose that it is.
but the point of it all along has been poems about my life. reading optional.
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