Rick Bursky But First

My thoughts are as impure as yours.
And it would no longer be difficult
to memorize each other's every virtue.
My bones have not always been made of straw.
Each day is a slice of bread and we're free
to argue the significance of butter
and other temptations.
But first, we have decisions to make.
If you dance with me.
If we agree to fall down a flight of stairs together.
If we wore each other's underwear for the entire day.
When I heard you say
"we can do better" I wasn't sure
if it was a question or statement.
Is tomorrow your turn to blacken my eye?
In my next life I promise to be
something similar to a river.
We have one more chance to make cherry pits
our favorite form of currency again,
one more chance to prove
you can enjoy anything if you imagine
the right music playing in your head.


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