and sitting in the corner of a blessedly quiet McDonalds that is so old they haven't changed their booths to be uncomfortable to sit in, yet and wearing a black dress suited for vamps,
tarnished serpentine earrings whispering in my ears
not yet not yet not yet
speaking also to the stolen ring in my bag
that I am not yet a bougie eccentric
made to burn money and carry cigarette wands
and travel to tangier and have a little exotic pet
until I become more educated, eloquent, work on
my elocution until I am someone, who's someone
that deserves and has the gall to take, and possess
the world's most most beautiful blue wolf fur coat
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 3:43 PM UTC
and sitting in the corner of a blessedly quiet McDonalds that is so old they haven't changed their booths to be uncomfortable to sit in, yet and wearing a black dress suited for vamps,
tarnished serpentine earrings whispering in my ears
not yet not yet not yet
speaking also to the stolen ring in my bag
that I am not yet a bougie eccentric
made to burn money and carry cigarette wands
and travel to tangier and have a little exotic pet
until I become more educated, eloquent, work on
my elocution until I am someone, who's someone
that deserves and has the gall to take, and possess
the world's most most beautiful blue wolf fur coat
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