i'm going to do this one thing right
i'm going to hate myself
so good tonight that
the devil won't bother me anymore &
jesus & my mom
will finally wink at me and say:
hey—you get it!—
i'll hate myself
so good tonight that
tomorrow won't need to come
& i said out loud:
"i hate myself
i hate myself—
there"
then i made some dinner
i made some barbecue sauce
& this was sauce
you
could taste
in your tear ducts
in your sweat glands
at the base of your spine
you had to put it on your
lettuce & your ice cream
when the chicken was all eaten
you had to sit outside & lick
the last of it from your
dark red fingers & white plate
while the sun set on the patio table
& no mosquitoes came
but just one taste of it
could save your life
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