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CRAZY LITTLE DREAMS RIDING THE SHINY MOTORCYCLE CALLED MIRROR

Drinking with Cheetah again
seaside  sea , acid rain
drowning tough guys raising arms in final pleading
Cheetah naked amongst the hidden plans
skimming the bones found crawling around
wake up this mourning sun
floated this glass diamond casket
over an huge dropping swallowed hoard

the sadomasochist has chained the waitress to a wardrobe rail
before the caution of plastic coat hangers drag him in
shared beds in the head where only luxury yachts dock 
naked erections in lifts of chrome
leather beginnings,

neat dusted wasted on flinging pleasure
boots raised stripped of work
filled to spilling with the thrown in forgotten times
beauties laid  this polished wood bar 
across a scented photograph
people dressed in lime and gin

high impact plastic suspended suicides
each night the plan  greeted desolation pushes back into breath
great suffering hangs inside the prize
blank space-- ribbed metal hearts wheeled on paisley roads
watched by ranks-straight vast supported ,

​​​​​​​Art installations fake light flickers

​​​​​​​drinking with cheetah again
while secret little tiny shadows
​​​​​​​spill spelling yesterdays views
shrew faced lady starts a tango vision
ancient princess your buttons are breaking

piano solo
dashed drenched created circle
shark tempted suicide 
waiting watching the washed decide

laying down im pouring whisky 
into the crevice stretched and blessed

i waltz up the cracked and creaking screams
​​​​​​​rubbed veiled,viewed, obscene
last part in the dance
Dreams drastic in booked advance

weeping silent in loud sound
i notice the other me standing on one leg spinning 
electric functions -stare from fixed -exact height and line
dirty pieces in broken melted sand
laughing 
​​​​​​​dreaming  im fine  

 

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