I stretch across a trunk
He lays adjacent
To fence. She lays against our windows
Our tank says "eeee!"
After using our boney fingers
To scratch the surface,
Of our bank accounts. After stincking
Our boney fingers down our throats
To force ourselves to gag vomit the
Twelve stincking dollars. We masturbated too
At Aunt Annies Pretzel Place. We ran around
The city. Spirits.
"Ok! Here's the plan...
We meet up in Cali and get an apartment"
Now, we just had
To figure out how to travel over athousand miles
On a quarter tank to
Get to California with your future screaming "Eeee!"
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