Manslick
Road
the crushing weight of
free fate
digs into my eyes
like skeeters on the side porch of my favorite bar
the bar
that shows on the web cam from St John's
where i tie on a blue mai tai with a rotten lime just in time to break my fall.
then on the floor with dancing feet in my face i still recall the smell of you.
the way your perfect legs looked in the afternoon sun that shown thru o'sheas bar.
while the highs of summer let it be known that the game was over.
by sending in flocks of young girls
selfing for the world
each one a dish.
i eye them all...
with worldly calm.
log them into my inner calm.
here, no winds ruff paper... or effect vapor.
they move like mirrors.
each one a double beauty regardless of the girth
in this now state, i take,
the mind with clever climes who climb.
work less - brain.
for the day is new.
need a back like me and you.
o keep the now
o stop the brow
now rumples my sweet lover's .
free fate
digs into my eyes
like skeeters on the side porch of my favorite bar
the bar
that shows on the web cam from St John's
where i tie on a blue mai tai with a rotten lime just in time to break my fall.
then on the floor with dancing feet in my face i still recall the smell of you.
the way your perfect legs looked in the afternoon sun that shown thru o'sheas bar.
while the highs of summer let it be known that the game was over.
by sending in flocks of young girls
selfing for the world
each one a dish.
i eye them all...
with worldly calm.
log them into my inner calm.
here, no winds ruff paper... or effect vapor.
they move like mirrors.
each one a double beauty regardless of the girth
in this now state, i take,
the mind with clever climes who climb.
work less - brain.
for the day is new.
need a back like me and you.
o keep the now
o stop the brow
now rumples my sweet lover's .