Windows
spraypainted black
grafittied
by fingernails
razorblades
golden hair
cobwebs
spider veined by the sun
the black egg
cracking
Jukebox humming
clanging banging
ghosts of vinyls
flipping
but nothings
there
digital sounds
masters recreated
hanging
it's not the same
And I spin on the black
leather seat
in a circle
eyes closed
arms out
twirling
waiting to
pin the tale on the donkey
or the next drunken
fool who makes
an ass of
himself
and for you...
jeweled shot warming,
I wait for you...
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I'm here and the shot was a good one. (I'm sure you'll excuse me a minute while I run to the store and pick up a small bottle so I can actually have that shot)
This is a different Singleton I'm reading, different but the same. I bet you'll take risks with your writing here in this warm, dry place. You already do take risks. But here you can have ideas that maybe we wouldn't share other places.
This is omehere we can lay down our dreams and really look at them for what they are.
And what they can become.
I like this idea. I'll be beck in a minute.
Be back! hahaha! That's the christening typo, I'm still the same old me. I love it already...
I have two blogs. Thank you so much for this extended hand. I'm holding it tight.
I emailed you the keys, gonna go fix some snafu's while you grab the shots
pl
No snafu's here. Just an awesome poem. I love the truth in this.
Something beautiful.
P~L--Clink!
Clink!
Did you get the keys?
Yes I did, Singleton, yes I did.
Is this wild, or what?
Oh, how way to cool! Shhhhh....I'm reading!
Aw....you guys are so sneaky! ;)
Love the Butterfly Bar ... will have to check it out more on a day, unlike today yesterday & tomm., where I don't begin at 645am & go until 830pm for a paycheck :( Gee & to think that I thought I was a butterfly & that butterflies were free! Obviously I am really a mermaid just getting lost in a sea of obligations.
I know I will get lost in your words!
ILYSVFM... P&L ~ Skinny
SLB....Silly butterfly, you are free! There's a reason for this, too, for the distraction so deep and full of hours and tidal waves, that your weary little bones, have no time or thought left for anything else....and then at night, exhausted, when only dreams you can't remember are left, your wings will grow, their colors changing...and when the time is right you'll fly....
you rock
and you're just waiting to roll!
ILYSVVM
TY Sister...I love you so very much & feel so blessed to have you in my world.
SLB...It's our world baby, and it's a circle, no beginning, no end, no axis, a circle of love.....I feel the blessings everyday! ILYSVVM
I saw him first
the drunken fool
220
chest puffed up
cock fight in the ring.
He twisted his hands
into make believe
cuffs
and locked them behind
his back
steady at it, baby.
Hold 'em tight,
don't fight.
And she whispered
sweet nothings in his ear
and took him to his knees
Pin the tail on the donkey....
You know what? You are the bomb, lady. You rock. That one's going in the drafts.
Clink!
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