Zero Sum


You're making me forget everything I said.
You're making me do everything I swore I wouldn't.
You're making me love everything I hated.

I'm like a fucking teenager sighing and writing your name on my notebooks.
I'm like a pretentious poet brooding in a cafe.
I'm like a girl in a black and white musical about Paris.

You plus me.
A to Z.
Algebra was never easy for me.

Will you take my heart, warts and all?
Will you stay when you want to run?
Will you let me perform for you nightly?

I hope you will take all that I give.
I hope you won't steal anything I can't live without.
I hope kilts never go out of style.


Copyright 2000 April M. Fecca
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