Thursday, January 21, 2016

RESTLESS

 
Restless
Aimless
Tasteless
Blameless
She spat him out.

Cokeless
Clueless
She confided
and concluded
She confessed
To bringing this mess
 to being deluded
Casting­ him
As the villain
But knowing full well
The devil within
and the depth
of it's call

Tired of him already
Where would the road lead next?
And with who?
Any fool
who gives a toot.

Ditch the body
Best move on.
Nothing changes,
with the dawn.






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