A way back [in]

You once wanted a way back [in],

but as once before 

it was on your condition, 

never mine.

And I really didn’t like,

though I never said  as much,

the fact that you assumed I was cool

with your effervescent trashing 

of the world and 

her hotly contested mother.

So if we are ever to propose this postponement

of battles and fights and thought-fisted 

mights our nights have now become,

and return to some

pink halcyon day where 

everything seemed may, and

everything we could,

let me toss one small condition back 

[in]

your way: no fucking about with 

family and former said:

just fucking about that you and me we were 

[in]

fabulous former 

bed.

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