Sunday, November 13, 2011

pair of deuces

art spoils like dead fruit
words, notes,
a whiny voice rhyming
while the timing is trying
girls are crying
tell me how you feel
--without your finger in the air
----your superior pair
-------draw for the straight  
----------discard the deuce
                              ain’t got nothing for you, juice

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