I GOT
by SeraRojas
Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-06-25 21:54:00
(oh yeah and im riding high)
3 day delirium hotel mess
god help me if the maid comes in
shaving cream on walls
drug dreams dust on floors
high noon meeeting drugdealers in shady
white hot baked walmart parking lots
flirting with danget such a fuckin
turn on
and u make me cum at the stoplight
oh yeah im sure this drug induced love
no less real than any other
fleeting and over when we come down
and the atm stops spitting money
and ive been up so long
deep jungle darkside on the stereo
back that song up one more time love
and i cry because i knowthis wont
last forever
and you turn to me and say
i wish it could
even tho i didnt speak the words aloud
(or did i)
(and oh im riding high)