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Wrinkles when Pressed (House of Blues was the working title) Drafts 2&3
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other stuff Divide us into categories.
The apostates.
The initiates.
The Strauss with
the Levi lies.
Loose fits here
::sneers::
Low to rise,
are slow and ridden.
Faded
with the acid tongue,
of washed up trips,
that gather
at the hips
and sink
at my lips.
What was once a leftover thought,
is now too many times worn.
Leaving me with
time to waste, waist, wazte.
As the listless witness
tastes
the transparent
2 seconds
of unclothing
your mind.
I ask you,
unclothe
mine.
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After posting this in Espresso house I re-titled and re-worked first stanza so "House of Blues" is no more, and "Wrinkles When Pressed" looks like this...
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Sorted into bundled piles
of bared apostates.
and clothed initiates.
Banter with
the Strauss and
the Levi lies,
left me rolling eyes,
and measuring
to criticize.
Loose fits here
::sneers::
Low to rise,
are slow and ridden.
Faded
with the acid tongue,
of washed up trips,
that gather
at the hips
and sink
at my lips.
What was just a leftover thought,
is now too many times worn.
Leaving me with
time to waste, waist,
As the listless witness
tastes
the transparent
2 seconds
of unclothing
your mind.
And I had asked you,
to unclothe
mine.
