Thursday, April 27, 2017

scotch tape

worried here or pleasant there
covered mohawk or tension squared
empty giggles and deadened eyes
acura searching, forever surprise
statue tumble and edgy toes
sunken eyes and pledging vows
caught in concern, milling about
sticking to remount and instilling doubt

not that i miss him
   (ok maybe i do)
but with the way i framed it
it was either me or you
with nothing left to do
but sink into the blue
missing nights were prudent, dude
but together we can film our nudes
to then salivate over, as if our food
until we both are able to conclude
that the interlude
only made me lust for you
cause you were my glue
to keeping my crazy 'do
remain so cool
and sadly here, without you
i've come apart

i'm nearly split in two.

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