When the night silently whooshes Over the sky, It becomes that time of day, The time to recline And watch Dwayne Chapman and friends Apprehend the wanted and charged In the Hawaiian splotches of land. Every cut to commercial Happens at the ****** of each episode, Starving the soul for what might happen... When really the cut-scene continues With less action than Beth, Dwayne, Leland, Sonny, Cleo, And Baby Lyssa may stir before a break. Cars, cameras, and people Move in hot-pursuit. And thus the setting of the TV series Isn't the only dimension Captured.
I love Dog the Bounty Hunter lol one of my favorite TV series lately!
Have you been sleeping in my bed Have you been sleeping in my bed because I found the traces of your skin the traces of your skin Have you been sleeping in my head because I found the traces of your thoughts trailing through my skull with a warrant for my sanity crushing my soul with a warrant for my sanity on a one man police force trying to stop me from breaking through your skin and injecting myself an IV of pain and amphetamine muscle relaxers and a single tiny white pill to break through your thoughts and find my place to settle down and sleep.
This might be more song than poem. I don't know. It seems like its been forever since she left. It hasn't even been two weeks.