MY HOUSE OUR HOUSE
Living- room is piled up high, My Lou
Reed boxset has go to take second best,
Another delivery of P.P.E.
will see me
unable to get into the living room.
You couldn’t cat a swing
In there. The blue mask
sounds like a ship lost at sea.
Lou is in my house
makes everything perfect,
boxed-in remastered,
a gift from Lou to me, my house
our house.
The spirit of pure poetry.
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