Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

I was the one worth leaving

These thoughts scatter
Like pennies falling to the ground,
Eager to escape the hell
Of a well worn pocket.
I'm a simple creature,
I spend them all on cheap thrills.
Two second smiles that fade.

7-18-11


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