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Scott T Sep 2013
Last night you saw past my front
And we connected
Eye to eye
Arms around torsos
Tongue in cheek
(My tongue in your cheek)
Right there
Revelling in the stupid jeers
And cartoon smirks
Unified
As one
Just like they sell it it the **** movies and flowery poetry

Except this didn't really happen
Because I am here on my own
Thinking that death isn't that bad after all
It's the approach
That's terrifying
Scott T Sep 2013
Let's transcend this sad world baby
Just you and me
Past the sidewalks
And shrinking patches of green
And ministry of sound compilations
And the weight of infinity on our backs
As we circle one of the 300 billions stars in our galaxy
In a universe of 170 billion galaxies
Just you me and a mattress baby
That's all we need
Scott T Sep 2013
These French keyboards
Have the n's and m's all mixed up
And you end up typing
Facebook.con
I like these French keyboards
Scott T Sep 2013
Do you get angry
When others
Don't abide to your moral code?
Because we all have one
And no one is right
From mother Theresa to Charles Manson
And then we die
Scott T Sep 2013
Yesterday
I heard a street preacher
Ask a man
If he had found god
And he replied
"I have money and health
I don't need god"
This struck me as very true
And
I wasn't sure who I hated more
Out of the three
Scott T Sep 2013
When the sage points to the moon
The idiot watches the finger
And we
Simply use the finger to gouge out each others eyes
Scott T Sep 2013
I catch glances
As I walk through town
Daughters
Out with their mums
Who pretend to look off in the arbitrary distance
As I scan them
From top
To toe
And then the glances of their proud mums

Old women who huff
As I have the demeanour
Of a stargazing ******

The odd freak
Who cheers me on with his eyes

Machos, who like to hold the gaze
Which I like to hold right back
Thinking of my father in a coffin
To return a calm, worrying stare

Sometimes a fleeting beauty will appear in a metro window
And both knowing of the ephemerality of our encounter
We **** with our eyes
Before she is whipped off
Down the dark tunnels

I can hold a gaze with almost anyone
People are fascinating

I can hold all these gazes
Until
Some men stare back
And I melt
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