hours of discontent
doomed we who find solace in dark alleys
the lot of us embracing cold stone steps
while passion burns gaping holes in our chests
lucky those who laugh at simple jokes
amusement comes in cents and dimes
dreams are low-flying bubbles of carbonated, sugar-rich
song and dance routines of errant heiresses
passing the night in pretend talk with shadows
hands digging deep into pockets of tattered memories
bits and pieces of hope that sticks on the edges of rueful admissions-
morsels that keep us alive yet for more trivial pursuits
reason and conscience in a free for all fight
in a bidding war for our souls
as the dust settles on weary legs and heavy lids
the sleight of hand wins the world
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"dreams are low-flying bubbles of carbonated, sugar-rich song and dance routines of errant heiresses"
Princesses are sweet
but the girl in the kitchen
can cook meat
and comes out swingin
not bitchin
in a fight
the girl in the kitchen
is best
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When the poker's hot...
Sometimes it takes a heightened sense to just sit back and laugh at this big ol' comedy of ours.
The lines "simple jokes" to "carbonated, sugar rich song" made me think of psychadelic clowns and cotton candy for some reason. That was awesome!
if we can only put a downpayment on contentment.
i know a couple of people who'll win at sleight of mouth. :)
the sleight of mouth thing seems an ability one or two people i know can perform.
"low flying bubbles"
???????????
man alive that's good
You have a way with words. Keep at it! c",)
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