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| Reinventing the Wheel Aaron Belz |
I tried to reinvent the wheel, and it was fun, Because I did. It came out better than before, Rounder, quicker, and with less friction. The mistake I made was trying to reinvent you: You came out taller and less confident, With a shopkeeper's eye and shiny skin. You got me back by reinventing me, Turning me into what I had wanted to be, A pensive, slightly overweight woman With a knack for arcane geography. Will we be happy as our new selves? I ask myself as we lean back with brandies On a moonlit night; I think we will, I think to myself, though I'm thinking it as you, And you're looking down on me as I would, As if at any minute I might steal something, But still not knowing what is in my mind A peninsula where it rains but never snows. The wind picks up; we head inside. We sleep in a place where we both reside. |
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