Happy Holidays

Thursday, November 2, 2017

If I were your Macbook
Or even if I were not
I would let you type on me
All the weird secrets
You claim to keep
For others you,
Let’s be honest, barely
Know: But that’s
Just me, as folks are wont
To say. That’s my deal.
That’s how I perambulate.
That’s my bank note.
That’s my Ponzi scheme,
As they say. My midriff.
My erstwhile succubus
Come back again to say
“Whattup,” you know?
And if I were your iPhone
I would let you
Call your mom on me.

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