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

May 21, 2010

Picnic Table

Filed under: poetry, prose, Uncategorized — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , — namelessneed @ 11:02 am

There’s a picnic table

waiting for a pretty blond thing

with more chips and lemony iced tea.

She’s the one with the cheery brown checkered top on,

and the bottom too.

The food  & fire are going good.

I can’t see past any of this fast talk here/

untill I can see her here in this sun/

lord, I look for her

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