Sunday, March 12, 2006

"Her green plastic
watering for her fake
chineserubberplan
In the fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man
in a town full of rubber plans
to get rid of itself, it wears er out.

She lives with a broken man,
a cracked polystyreneman
who just crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery for girls
in the eighties but
GRAVITY always
wins and it wears him out.

She looks like the real thing.
She tastes like the real thing,
My fake plastic love.

But I can't help the feeling.
I could blow through the ceiling.
If I just turn and run
And it wears me out.
If I could be who you wanted
all the time..."

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