Saturday, June 13, 2015

Knowingly Looking Back

I'd settle for some evil that I used to fear. My younger self couldn't survive the now and here. I can see the greys when I look in the mirror. The world feels different away from here. My intensity stare has been labeled a leer.  Art is popular and in fashion this time of year. My mind is brain filed by musical tears.  Too much of this stuff is sappy as hell. She took me to her place for show n tell. You don't like the butcher or junkyard because of the smells. My blues is so deep you retrieve it in wells. White trash Vegas in Wisconsin the Dells. I'm finishing this up 'cause I don't kiss n tell!!!



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