A heart palpitation covered in ketchup
Wrenched up a platform of dumb Os and Xs
The wench up above it adjusts skirt and scoreboard
Exes on battlefields duking it out

Siri: I can’t help you.

Flouting and pouting and severing leeways
Before it began you mangled it up
Wrangle an answer but gloss over quickly
Trick of the light in your eyes in the past

Siri: I can’t help you.

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