percolator
the red hair of the sun
has filled up the inside
of the mouth of your face
yesterday, lying
you said you would
leave the ocean to the sea
except the blue part of your head
was filled up with water from your eyes
born again boiling over
you said a thief had stolen my head
and sliding into doubt
i told you i'd stay
3 comments:
damn if that ain't life. i know cause i been there
nice brother...really nice.
Moon flower-why don't you email me? xo
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