This one's from June 25, but I just found it on my phone.
(I highly recommend the "Writer" app for you Android fans.
It's clean and neat and lovely.)
Transaction
Transaction.
You give me time;
I have an ear to bend.
I'd trade you a heart for a mind,
But I'm out of parts I can lend.
Each instance in which I bitch,
You switch your mood.
I alter myself, color and pitch,
My body canvas, thought for food.
I become what I think you wish,
You think you'll be becoming soon,
Becoming a font of tones delicious, which
Make food of my psyche, lick the spoon.
25 June 2014
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