The risk we take,
They wring us out -those little moments of halftruths.
Nose pink with sniffing.
Face ashen with fright.
Hope knot in our little time out.

We do know the cons
But the pros have our hearts
We have done it ones.
It should have been the last

But here I am.
And here you are.
Scoring another member from the yellow pages.
A patronage to cheap motels.
Our night outs -and its drops
Of borrowed youthful recklessness.

This should have been once.
But even you can't get enough of you

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