Mittwoch, 4. Dezember 2013

Sleazy Dreams


Each week
he came with a new one
just to get
her cookies.

He didn' t score
but he tried
his very best.

A few years later
he was married
and i became a whore
watching me fall.

It was like a sport
and we were
all lonesome
like stray cats
in an abondoned backyard
of gathering garbage.

Cute characters
slippering
on the way to bed
praying one-hand
to let this engine stop
praying for mercy

praying for the next fuck.

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