I was slipping into the afternoon, it couldn’t come to soon
The morning enlist with thought
Jane showers late afternoon. Feline kinda fresh slips into well thought out jeans blue
White t shirt
If it gets cold later on enough protection from the late night cold sky
I crept out onto street
sleazy like snake skin jeans
Woolly jumper white like the moon
Cold clouds fill the street and hiss New York
Or was it Baltimore
It couldn’t be I never been
maybe one day
Look out Baltimore here I come
Lots of people tonight
To night that’s the night I want don’t give up like you usually do go for it buy it sell it’s yours this night
Slipping into 4th avenue
Jane is felling cold
Why did the fuck did i put these fucking jeans on
If only I had looked in the mirror i would have seen that there so uncool
The world goes by fucking people go by
No1 gives a shit how I feel
I fucking hate these jeans
Jean Scene
Bad jean day? A metaphor for all things done that should not have and conequences had to be lived with. Intriguing write, and interesting mind created it ~~Lady A~~