Busted Jag
Sliding through the fog with your
Illusions of finery
I saw the check engine light when I got in
But your cracked windshield distorted my vision
All I could see was how I felt when
Your leather interior
Hugged and kissed
And caressed my body
The cute dates at cute restaurants
Sangria and Seafood
Lies covered in parmesan cheese
Lying about past lives
Lying on ...
Wednesday 9th December 2020 6:10 pm
wish sister
wish sister
I mouthed beer breathed approbation
at the invited wonder of your sister's sweatered breasts
the tableau set
for such delicious beginnings and shaky revisions,
once I left the "look but do not touch" misgivings
amongst the litter of a thousand such instructions
I borrowed that hazel eyed angel for a night
rescued from drowning in a clear bottled...
Friday 17th January 2014 7:48 am
painted into a corner
I paint myself inspired, intense,
dismayed but remain just a fat old man
who can’t get laid
such a contrary slut
bathing myself in the corporate filth
served in styrofoam cups
the master of diversion
ooh look
the circus is in town
maybe now is my chance
to pull up and over and run away
with a tired old sawdust queen
sold as seen
amidst this arrid contemplation
...
Saturday 28th December 2013 8:42 pm
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