ive carved my intials in an old frozen oak
and pissed my name in the face of the snow
ive sat in the rain next to that electric fence
and stumbled through streams in december

there were times that i didnt know why
i would drive headlong into walls
until i met you

and you taught me
that no matter how dense and deliberately
imbecilic
i can be
youll always be one step ahead of me

so now i lick those fences of coarsing current
and lie in those frozen streams
i carve my name in the slush
and piss on that oak
where my initials embolden its trunk

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