Shoud I get married?
Should I be good?
Astound the girl next door with
my velvet suit and faustus hood?
Don’t take her to movies but to
cemeteries
tell all about werewolf bathtubs
and forked clarinets
then desire her and kiss her and
all the preliminaries
and she going just so far and
I understanding
why not getting angry saying You
must feel!
It’s beautiful to feel!
Instead take her in my arms lean
against an old crooked tombstone
and woo her the entire night the
constellations in the sky-
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