Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Rub

"If's" spelling is strange,
its tone is alarming
Up stairwells it creaks
under the steps of the unknown.

If is always present,
It always feigns,
and in every situation,
obscures the final solution.

"If you're gonna love me..."
Stop in the name of love!
Why so much trauma
just to propagate the unholy species?

Sir, there is no magic,
there is no science
there is no futile hope
comparable to marriage

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