she walks from the alley
over wet lottery tickets, chesterfield butts
and empty gypsy rose wine bottles.
but truth lies in forgetfulness and
even the stars bleed dust.
I smile to greet her.
I smile as she lifts my throat to heaven.
I smile even as the razor skates across my neck...
and she's following you too...sucker...
the BIG! dream
Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
she walks from the alley
over wet lottery tickets, chesterfield butts
and empty gypsy rose wine bottles.
but truth lies in forgetfulness and
even the stars bleed dust.
I smile to greet her.
I smile as she lifts my throat to heaven.
I smile even as the razor skates across my neck...
and she's following you too...sucker...
the BIG! dream
