The Notary

This is how it's going to go: I'm going to walk in stop and stare caramel off-co- lored locks shining in the dim UPS lighting my signature by yours freedom and un- usual appetite and then I will get down on my knees oh like stop drop and roll into the backseat take me out of my misery there's no good fight like this one where we melt into the set- ting sun like the one where I smoke your musk like the one where you die in my fantasizes and I choke on them over and over and over the paper releasing me tramp- led in my hand doesn't it feel so much better when you make me come back again?