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It’s Almost 2 a.m.

It’s almost 2 a.m.
The dog is in bed with me
She is hogging all of the blankets
You never hogged the blankets
What the fuck happened to us
Now you are changing your phone number
Now I’m losing sleep

I’m laying here wondering
If you have erased the orgasm tote board
I am looking up at your big pink sign
And wondering if it was ever real
Was our time together some fucking cosmic joke
What the fuck happened to us

I’ve got to erase all of the videotapes
Because I can’t look at you anymore
Without scratching my head and wondering
What the fuck happened to us

A Lullaby

I have seen the trembling hands of men
Much stronger hands then mine will ever be
Callused working hands that never apologized
They tremble violently while my soft hand is still
The promise of a morning that will bring peace
The promise of a morning that will forgive
Still they tremble – and I prepare for sleep