varick street and i drove south, with my hands on the wheel and your taste in my mouth
now that's a long damn sentence.
i dont know, i think the lights are off. nobody's looking and the ones who did are off watching the mosquitos make love with our veins. in and out, in and out, slurp. slurp.
they have this west nile virus thing in new york, now, and i think there's a breeding ground near my apartment.
and the poster on the subway says,
open water is bad - the mosquitos have
sex there,
but how are my cats supposed to drink?
they dont know how to open a bottle
and they lack opposable thumbs
i thought i'd drop in with a bagel and a newspaper, to check if anyone is home, but i'd bet
my bottom dollar
that no one is
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