07 March 2006
mojito poet
don’t get all melancholy over a 30 second dance –
they don’t dance like you dance; so long
mojito poet,
you were single such a long time ago,
and for reasons that you don’t even know,
don’t get all melancholy over a dance. accidents
happen,
like when yr eyes made a
wick'd promise to that barfly. a young head is safe
wrapped in mint leaves but when it slips rum to sleep
w/ someone,
in that invisible gown
remember yr body
has already made a promise. and don’t
swallow if you don’t like th taste
of jukebox dust b/c there’s bound to be some on his
mind. stay clear of saliva
webs and maybe offer a moment in th basement
bathroom and slip out th front door instead. or perhaps
think back to how hard it is
to remember nothing, take a look
down th clear glass stairs, and let
th white w/ rum roll
as mint branches bend in th wind.
they don’t dance like you dance; so long
mojito poet,
you were single such a long time ago,
and for reasons that you don’t even know,
don’t get all melancholy over a dance. accidents
happen,
like when yr eyes made a
wick'd promise to that barfly. a young head is safe
wrapped in mint leaves but when it slips rum to sleep
w/ someone,
in that invisible gown
remember yr body
has already made a promise. and don’t
swallow if you don’t like th taste
of jukebox dust b/c there’s bound to be some on his
mind. stay clear of saliva
webs and maybe offer a moment in th basement
bathroom and slip out th front door instead. or perhaps
think back to how hard it is
to remember nothing, take a look
down th clear glass stairs, and let
th white w/ rum roll
as mint branches bend in th wind.
# posted by hardyf : 21:34
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