"All
talk
don't
go to shows
or
to bars
so
why should I hit you up?"
After
a long pause
I
told her that
I
had an amazing personality
So
she laughed
through
her nerd glasses
pronouncing
sexy
and smart
through
dark
thick
frames
I'm
sure they aren't prescription
So
I go home
smoke
a bowl
open
up Pandora
Play
Bonobo radio
I
become downtempo
I become paints'
apprentice.
She's
watching me
waiting
for me to poke a brush through her
so
I rush to her
she's
with another hand
and
I trusted her.
Paint
becomes the girl I spent my time with.
She
doesn't go to shows or bars either
but,
we share a commonality
we
both need love
and
have amazing personalities.
So
she loves herself
and
I love she
we
don't ever make love
only
share sympathies
empathy
dancing to
Bonobos
intricacies.
Sampling
the fruit of
the
fume. The plight
of
the plume.
The
light in the room
gazes
at us
welcoming
the passion we share
beckoning
us on and on
Continue!
Says the light
Continue
so I can be warm
and
shine for you!
Ok
ok ok
we
wave the light away.
Now,
she doesn't sleep
only
drifts between the colors
of
sleeping.
The
waves of dreaming
one
coming more rapid than other.
She
writhes like a still born
come
to life in the tide
My
paint woman never goes to sleep
Sleep
comes to her and
she
insists that he desist
to
harangue at her any longer
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