3 way calling

[rclemeny]

la la bitch
you teeth run beneath
your eyelids, twitch

you consider yourself

lucky,

miss sitting across
the table you mangle your fake
accent
and piss off the priss accountant.

She wore heels and stocking and maybe garters and
who lunches and calls on confrence lines and videos now,
who'd fuck you now for power and to demonstrate

that she's valid, that maybe if she's fucking you and some guy sees
he'll ask her to marry him (or at least call her on her blackberry) ->

but he's fucked up (can't you believe, the anime
tshirt deal, how old are you anyway?)
and why dont you stop wearing those sneakers
you never run, they glow
you sit on your ass everyday (thinks his wife, she is breaking out

she does wushu now, kungfu) and modeling
jet black hair, lots of contact with designers now
touching and telling her to look just right
so she has friends, and she knows the account

(that's why they're here)

and is jealous of her
and wishes she were so successful.

every one drinks, and everyone is innovative in their jokes
and someone bites someone else (but only for fun)
and maybe tomorrow he'll show that off
and claim it was worse than it truely was

hoping it might make him seem kinky
and get him some suck
if he's lucky.