By Zachary Simon
(Part 1)
Good sport good manners
Good god good riddance
To lost sleep
Will keep you awake
On quiet nights
Writing nothing for no reason
Though you’re thinking
About plenty, of time-
We won’t speak any more
Communicate with the hollow rattle
Of tin cans and sex
And the best thing yet
Hasn’t happened yet
The illusion of glass
And the smell of sarcasm
Will keep you
On the door’s opposite
Side
(Part 2)
Spun sugar speed limit
Sugar cube straight face
Gas money
Hand shake eye contact
Conversation gap
Response time relapse
Converging up line
Break up more wine (whine)
Frustrated/sex Boredom/sex Escape/sex
Pretty good
For someone who is neither nor
A light change
No tomorrow
One long today, too long today