There You Were, Mudblup Of My Dreams

And me with that modified
Teddy Ruxpin tongue,
polyester sheen, lip-syncing along
to any old cassette you found lying ‘round,
Oak Ridge Boys to lectures on Dianetics,
talking ‘til the tape ran through,
never asking you to stop,

never knowing your true name.

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There You Were, Mudblup Of My Dreams