|Reinventing the Wheel
I tried to reinvent the wheel, and it was fun,
Because I did. It came out better than before,
Rounder, quicker, and with less friction.
The mistake I made was trying to reinvent you:
You came out taller and less confident,
With a shopkeeper's eye and shiny skin.
You got me back by reinventing me,
Turning me into what I had wanted to be,
A pensive, slightly overweight woman
With a knack for arcane geography.
Will we be happy as our new selves?
I ask myself as we lean back with brandies
On a moonlit night; I think we will,
I think to myself, though I'm thinking it as you,
And you're looking down on me as I would,
As if at any minute I might steal something,
But still not knowing what is in my mind
A peninsula where it rains but never snows.
The wind picks up; we head inside.
We sleep in a place where we both reside.
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