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It
feels different now, there is a certain sense of No Not Yet resist the
temptation but she smiles strokes I ask myself why not treat? You deserve,
you must have done something... old cliché, old boot, can never
find laces for them anymore... don't miss it baby, don't miss it till
it's gone with the wind, where shall I go, what shall I do? Let's get
some fast food hon, have I bought too much? Can't let it die, show no
fear, no pride, no inkling of a weakness cos lovie as the sun goes down
it's all highlighted, they'll all see it, even Butler who you smile
so good for, she loves that yellow chairbag... How about we listen to
"Love Songs Til Midnight" together, see if our names come
up? Don't hit me please, don't black my eyes... your fists don't matter
enough to even make a dent, though I wish I'd bleed at least a little,
the pain would bring more relief than fabric softener even ECSTASY soaring
upward - putre satisfaction not diluted, fingernails clean... but now,
now, very now, you draw your knife from that sheath so cleverly hid
within your leather... it works this time, the cut though lacks the
desired poison Bandaids won't fix this one lass a kiss and a cuddle
aren't enough yet it goes away with a peanut butter sandwich, what is
your formula? I scraped my knee while skateboarding but who believes
that one anymore? Not enough words here to quench a rat's thirst, let
alone make a poem
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