Friday, May 29, 2009

post candy

I'm a seven course junkie
with 200 to spare 
with a well lit bush
as my african flare
My half-broken glasses 
sit me in a fog, 
a frog
a new way of doing things 
to slow, 50's jazz
and a squeeze of lime
It's the blood in your eye
that makes me hot 
for a snow cone
on the 5th of July
Independent Betrayed.  

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