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apeitz Apr 2011
my cotton filled mouth, refreshed by the sweet nectar of ice cold beer, needs food
i snake through the party, rubbing off of sweaty near naked people, towards grub
bits of monkey bread, the highlight of my short munch, last but milliseconds
8 beers down, 3 women to go
everyone has a standard to live up to right?
why not
i hope i finally get with that girl from the east side
i would fully enjoy being between those legs
but shes not here, she is at home with her husband god ******
i have a tiny suspicion she likes him for his paycheck
her rock took a toll on it, i know that for sure
i see it gleaming off the sun, screaming 'im a gold digger!'
she gives me a glance of two. i see it quite often
oh well shes not here
but that **** from 102 is
i go over there
words of an *** flow out of my cloudy throat
she digs it...
my ignorant ***** of a friend, morgan calls me over.
my stomach curls as the *** races down, thrilling my nerves
in my brain, lights ignite, i go wild
like my fresh cig, my eyeslight up
i except the fact that ill wake up next to her puke filled steve maddens and a '*******' text
Yonah Jeong May 6
Yellow-black-white

Powerful
Confused
Not cheerful but stable eyes
Creepy eyes of love
Cynic but
Nocturnal
Moving the night
Making the morning
Kind and hopeful eyeslight
Secret location tracking
Sleeping the trees of the night forest
Bright visual acuity
But hearing
Hunting the darkness
Today Owl
Gentle appearance and powerful attack
Making the morning
Not afraid of yesterday
Bird of freedom and wisdom
You,
Your eye lights that have left

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