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Tyler Gobble

 

 

Dinner Is The New Breakfast

 

My cheeseburger doesn't have to be topped
with a fried egg, but that'd be nice.

I'd hate to compare our date to hunger, but
the napkin is often greasier on the other side.

I love the color you've painted the kitchen.
Yes, I'm sure I can handle rejection with

the right explanation. A thousand words
is worth an email, a sexy pic attached, a subject

line of SORRY I BROKE YOUR <3 BUT HERE'S A PIC
OF ME IN MY UNDIES. What I know about flirting

couldn't fill your stomach, but what I know about
Patrick Swayze fills your heart with questions.

I'm starting to get to the root of the problem,
like how my best jokes burp up in the shower.

Other people know it's their stutter or their affection
for dogs. I'm admitting here that I'm lost in tessellation,

begging you to step closer, give me some hints, unable
to tell apart the bang of the timer and the boom of goodnight.


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