In answer to your e-mail...
If she wants
that extra two inches,
that six more hours of ecstatic sleep-deprivation,
that concrete-and-steel erection to win architecture awards,
then send your e-mails to her,
she can pay for the bloody things.
I'm not proud.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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