it's a pleasure to reject. for pleasure, light all your
cassettes on fire. it's a measure to protect this
birthday present from distress. it's a pleasure to reject
the hide-and-go-seek anonymity of public swimming pools.
it's a measure to protect this like a fragrance. shut
your windows. happy birthday. it's a pleasure to reject
this distance. so light up the cassettes. all of the
amateurs are cancelled out for listening for the dulcet
sounds of the new children's coterie safely singing in
the rotary. "we all reject for pleasure." then we swing.
right time. wrong face. i can not deny my own sweet
taste. this city owns me. showed me. undecided. witnesses
claim to have found that "impossible sound" of young
adults learning how to shake it in the hospital. "we all
reject for pleasure." now we sing.
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