Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

July 27, 2009

Tough Guys


I expect an ex lover of an ex lover

                                   to come for me.

She’d worked her magic on him, again.

                                  and another Zombie’d

Arrive aroused enough to act tough;

Scars & all to scare me off.  See,

She’d object, I bet, to letting go.

She’d hex her punch drunk Ex,

He’d red-eye in  to let me know

that morning don’t mean a new day,

that morning don’t mean  a new day.

1 Comment »

  1. very lyrical and imaginative xx

    Comment by poetryfromthebackofmyhand — July 29, 2009 @ 2:07 pm

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