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In the relative calm

Of an all night party

I played some strange games

Under her bed

Our bodies moved

A new foreign gymnast

Dull conversation

Went over our heads

In that relative calm

Of that all night party

I found some strange things

Under her bed

When our bodies moved

As easy as breathing

Dull conversation

Over our heads

Critical themes

Reduced to an outline

Shaded in fleshtones

Inside her bed

Our bodies spoke

All night I listened

Limbs leaving their thoughts

Outside my head

We ride like this we swim like this

Live like this in homes like this

And work like this in holes like this

Shout like this we run like this

And breed like this in beds like this

Fall like this go round like this

And laugh like this we drive like this

Learn like this we try like this

We walk like this impress like this

Live like this we talk like this

We love like this we kill like this

Cry like this we sleep like this

We ride like this we swim like this

Live like this in homes like this

And work like this in holes like this

Shout like this we run like this

And breed like this in beds like this

Fall like this go round like this

We laugh like this we drive like this

Learn like this we try like this

We walk like this impress like this

Live like this we talk like this

We love like this we kill like this

Cry like this we sleep like this