It's careless time in the city
iconic buildings creep their way
into consciousness
pretty young thangs
with dirty on the mind
traipse about with lust and
dollar signs filling those
big inflated pupils.
beat beat
pained little heart
waiting for a new reality
let me in little heart
we could dance all night long
sing songs of tomorrow
guzzle life in the form of
a drink or two
end up on hot hot sheets
still spewing the intricacies
of what's wrong in this damn ugly world.
(between grope sessions of course.)
kissy kiss little heart
daylight brings the cold hard knock of
truth.
last night was a chimera
you don't know me
you don't have the drive
12 hours of rough dreams and
hard loving
is just about all anyone can stand.
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oooh, I likes me the intoxicated stylings of Amien...
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