/\˄/\ twin peaks: fire walk with me /\˄/\ has got me /\˄/\ downright foreplay fantasizing /\˄/\ ready to wed /\˄/\ the first girl who exclaims /\˄/\ upon our initial encounter /\˄/\ this is a formica table /\˄/\ green is it’s colour /\˄/\ just imagine, the gumption /\˄/\ tossing twin-peaks-pick-up lines /\˄/\ (at me!) /\˄/\ to test my date-ability /\˄/\ there’s no better /\˄/\ first-date fodder /\˄/\ oh how i hope /\˄/\ we proceed /\˄/\ to pursue /\˄/\ a relationship rooted /\˄/\ in deep fandom /\˄/\ proceed to discuss /\˄/\ the legendary master himself /\˄/\ david lynch /\˄/\ good ol’ gordon cole /\˄/\ A LOVABLE QUIRKY MAN /\˄/\ WHO SHOUTS EVERY DAMN LINE /\˄/\ but back to this girl /\˄/\ this laura-palmer type /\˄/\ i plan to marry /\˄/\ as much as I HOPE /\˄/\ we twin peaks babes /\˄/\ share a slice of double r diner cherry pie /\˄/\ as much as I PRAY /\˄/\ we use the formica-table line /\˄/\ again & again & again /\˄/\ as the very echo of our love /\˄/\ I REFUSE to gobble gobble /\˄/\ before getting intimate /\˄/\ we are lovers /\˄/\ not turkeys /\˄/\ do. not. confuse the two. /\˄/\ that’s not to say /\˄/\ turkeys can’t be lovers /\˄/\ too /\˄/\ but i am /\˄/\ all for /\˄/\ having a teal-tile fireplace /\˄/\ MY GOD /\˄/\ such formicable beauty /\˄/\ and let us not forget /\˄/\ the sexual tension /\˄/\ buried in the ordinary /\˄/\ this housewife history /\˄/\ of concealing our desires /\˄/\ embedding them in /\˄/\ our work and household objects /\˄/\ because what else /\˄/\ have we ever truly had—the whomp whomp whomp of the ceiling fan /\˄/\ mimicking the washing machine cy-cy-cycling away /\˄/\ hot damn /\˄/\ it’s haunting & arousing /\˄/\ oh la la /\˄/\ me and formica-table girl /\˄/\ will be in such mutual supportive love /\˄/\ not the endearing-yet-problematic-i’ll-jump-into-sex-work-to-keep-you-company-type love /\˄/\ but a ravenous feisty love /\˄/\ we don’t need /\˄/\ our stakes /\˄/\ mountain-peak high /\˄/\ but i’m all for /\˄/\ shouting WHO ARE YOU /\˄/\ when we /\˄/\ bring each other /\˄/\ to bedful ecstasy /\˄/\ because let’s face it /\˄/\ (and each other) /\˄/\ acts of love /\˄/\ are discoveries /\˄/\ too /\˄/\ self-journey epiphanies /\˄/\ and me & forMYca-table girl /\˄/\ we’re gonna give it our best go /\˄/\ belting out our lust /\˄/\ like good-ol’ marble-sculpted roger daltrey /\˄/\ while we roleplay /\˄/\ old csi scenes /\˄/\ owl-echoing whoooo are you /\˄/\ who who /\˄/\ who who /\˄/\ until we too /\˄/\ revert to tabletop corpses
