Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Unbuttoning The Zips Of Their Jeans

A Name That's Muttered Between Bathroom Stalls
And Her Fake Number Written On The Gents Walls

We're All Laborers For Loveless One Word Texts
Being Scalded And Scolded Till Trodden With Blame
Her Alter Comes With Bartenders And Bendy Straws
And Blackboard Shots That Include Her Name

As Taxi Drivers Say She's Only One Ride Away
For That Advise You Don't Mind To Pay

You Can Watch First Years Execute Bloody Fail Marys
With Ever So Slight Mentions Of A Past Pretty Lay
Till She Waves Goodbye With Slow Closing Eyelids
Extended And Bended Necks Watch Her Walk Away

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But You Recall Toothed Smiles With Clenched Rosary Beads
Of Sweat Dripping From Your Gelled Hair
Tongues Stepping Stones To The Corner Of The Smoking Area
Her Held Hand Does Attract The Other Boys Stare

Pretend She's A Classroom Shadow And Not Some Prize
Some Girl Whitewashed In Daylight And Unrecognized

Smoke Darkens The Timbre Of Your Words And
The Heat Lamps Have Butter Melting In Your Mouth
And She's Pronouncing S's With X's Snuck In The Back
Lending The Conversation The Whole Way South

Famous Last Words Were Needed To Be Said
As She Lead You To Her Un-Christsened Bed

CK

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