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too bad, she was cute.

Posted to Poetry


I think she was fluttering
but then i wasn't really paying attention
walking through mind mud
that was the state of conversation

or perhaps it was the confrontation
the lovers in aries
were perscribing
i think she was fluttering but
i wasn't sure

the bell jingling fool
was me
a resurfaced past life where i used to entertain kings
she didn't seem too impressed
was she fluttering?
she may just have been stuttering
avoiding everything i seemed
conversation lint brushing
removing what i static stuck to her blouse