Suicide
Love Affair
They are bombing
civilians in Kosovo .
The troops
are running reconnaissance in your kitchen .
You have me
lined up across the cross-hairs of a pistol .
The stealth
of lies are flying low under the thin cover of your smile .
The smart
bombs are imploding inside my head .
Hey.
If this is love , how come you got Mata Hari pictures on your wall ?
Hey.
If this is love , how come you got checkpoints in your bedroom ?
The navy seals
are placing depth charges in the jacuzzi .
The KGB are
running wire across the windowsill .
I suspect
your mother has close ties to the CIA .
You are planting
land mines in the syllables of this conversation .
You've barb-wired
the compound across your thighs .
Hey.
If this is love , how come you always sabotage my plans ?
Hey.
If this is love , how come I bleed after every skirmish ?
The coup d'etat
of your last insurrection was unsuccessful .
Your guerillas
did not gain access to the remote control .
The snipers
are lined up across the lawn .
I found plastic
explosive taped to my morning paper .
Your sister
is wearing that red post-bolshevik scarf again.
Hey.
If this is love , how come you mail has no return address ?
Hey.
If this is love , how come you sign your name with a.k.a. ?
We discuss ethnic cleansing across
the supper table .
Your phone calls all end with a
noticeable static click .
The dog keeps hiding shell casings
underneath the porch .
Your mother is addressing me in
the third person .
The neighbors are complaining about
their TV reception .
Hey.
If this is love , how come insurance agents drive by
day and night
?
Hey.
If this is love , how come the plumber is on speed dial ?
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Ja Uhm
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