reality

oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
edited August 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
THE FUCK IN THE ROAD

Pine sap sticks to finger tips,
Inflames nips,
Wine tapped barrels,
Vintage trees,
Her lips,
Caress my soul,
Her reality envelopes my story,
As all reality,
All reality,
Reality,
Is fuck,
As is reality
Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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