Mmm, I forget that I have neighbors.
Yes.
I forget to say Goodmorning as they walk their dog.
Yes.
I forget that my arms are just arms and my toes add up to ten.
Yes.
I have to make an effort and I forget that is not special.
Yes.
I get lost in the foreplay and never want it to end.
Yes.
I think that standing behind a fig leaf will cover my indecency.
Yes.
I am grateful for black, and yellow and india ink on paper but my joy makes me greedy.
Yes.
Greed makes me shameful.
yes.
Shame makes me nervous.
yes.
Nervous isn't neighborly.
No, it really isn't.
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Don't expect much. I can't handle the pressure.
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