contractual
here we are in domestic
tranquility and
all i can think is how did this
happen when did we stop
dancing and
come to spend our evenings grading
papers watching movies going
to bed early and
sleeping of all the silly
things is this the contract we
negotiated the
terms seem harsh i want more sun
shine music wine passion marketa and
less domestic tranquility
Poetry by one trick pony
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