SMACKED GUMS
LOOSE FILLINGS
DAMAGED LINES WHINNIED,
WAVERING THE ROAD IN ROUTE
REVELATION OF THE DATE
FATE
PLUGGED EARS, NOT BLIND!!!
IT'S A MESSAGE DOLLED UP
VEGAS STRIP LIT
WON'T LEAVE ME A LONE ONE BIT
TAPS ON THE SHOULDER TO INTERRUPT CONVERSATIONS
ARROGANCE AS THE STRONGHOLD
UNCONTROLLED
GIFT OF DISCERNMENT, MY PERSONAL BAGS EMPTY OF
SHAPELY FOOTHILLS
SHARP EDGES ABOVE
NOT PLEASED WITH THE HIKE JUST TO TAKE SECONDS OF A VIEW
I'll LIVE THERE LOOKING FOR MY DEW
EMOTION
DEVOTION
ANALOGIES MADE BUT NOT UNDERSTOOD
FORMALITIES, RULES, LAWS, KEPT I NEVER COULD
THE LOVE OF SPECIAL CIRCUMSTANCES
BROKEN I THINK WE SHOULD
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
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