test how far will i go—
peeing into bedside glasses,
my december mantra had been,
"what's the fucking point?"
sometimes i look at pictures of your fat ass and think,
"damn i'd love to fuck that fat ass"
but i don't know how to do that.
now i turn it tropical in a new room,
listen to the baseboard heating metronome,
and it's not that far to the toilet.
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