Fuck Buddies

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The phone rings
Caller ID
It’s you again
My lover of convenience
My man with no life
No friend of mine
You give me all the control
“Are you home
I thought we might play tonight”
Of course I’m home
But I’m not in the mood
Your teacher is bored
And I’m tired of your ineptness

The phone rings
Call ID again says it’s you
No message this time
Calling to check up
I’ve moved beyond wanting
even the control
I should just pick up and tell you the truth
But I don’t really feel like it
I don’t want the mess
I don’t want to know you
Disappear from my life
As you entered
One foot at a time.

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