Fish Eyes
by Holly Day

    I want to tell you about my day
    all the hopeless little things I've been flailing about with
    the three panic attacks that I had before noon
    one of which died as soon as you called

    I want to tell you about the things I've been watching
    on TV, have a deep political discussion about
    God and abortion, find out where you stand on both sides of these issues
    and what you think of me

    I want to tell you about how I've been stalking you
    for a good year now, that having you in bed with me
    is the product of months of careful plotting and planning
    I want to tell you just how long I've loved you
    and how I'll die if you ever leave.






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