good luck in australia

'i love you' rolls off the tip my tongue

this time back down the esophagus

into my stomach

joining the mango tango

and the seaweed salad

i wish our lives could be a dance floor

and that the music would never end

oh, but it does

and it will

and now i must find something else to say:

'good luck in australia'
 

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