I paint my nails red
I dry my hair
And go out walking
Under the rain
In a world that is not my own
In a strange city
I buy myself a hot cup of coffee
And spill it on my bare feet
I grab the hand
Of the next stranger I see
And go to his house
Make his laundry
Eat his food
And go to sleep
On his couch
Next morning
I open my eyes
Am still in my bed
Thinking of how much
You
Piss
Me
Off
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