A Grand Old Party

MITT ROMNEY FOR PRESIDENT

I see myself in you
dying for release

histories to debunk
myths we tell ourselves
about ourselves

we’re out of our minds
exchanging information
before we crash

the TV interrupts me
my crazy train of thought
the cell phone interrupts me
texts too heavy to decode

words are objects of desire
beyond expression
they do not speak for us

we take our time
allergic to rash decisions

the devil in heaven
screwing virgins over
god a megalomaniac
with mommy issues

up all night
sleep and sex deprived
we are missing persons
altered egos

multiple identity thieves
caught up in the moment
nostalgic for tomorrow

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