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A Velvety Cloth"
if I laugh,
when I see you smile..
after a while..
the aerosol paint me a picture
of pain and thinking of you..
Would I cry should I die..
if it made sense for a Sun Dial..
Barking made sounds all 'round
Wouldn't it be lost in the wood
the fire just aches to be released
from the wood..
lil' Alice has pain, in her back and foot
I Lounge and Eat, as plain day turns
to night shade..
I close my eyes, and see you ride
There is no more me, for you to see..
There is no World for me to blame..
The Sea has Salt, and it flavors
my toast, in the morning rain..
I would open my vein, and let the blood
pour out..
it would feed the grass, for the cows to eat
and the sperm should meet some lucky girls egg..
If I left my senses, it's because there was a break
in my Neighbors fences..
That's why I look up little girls skirts..
with Mirrors in my Mind..
Never mind the Lust that covers my Heart..
it's soon removed, with a velvety cloth..
Merry-go-Round, my Orgasmic Clown..
when Death met the Atheist, he turned his frown
Upside Down, and cried a lonely tear..
it soon turned to Diamonds..
you can smash only so many guitars..
before the blisters turn to needles..
and jokes and smokes, laughter across the boarder
walls so high, hahahaha..
--the end--
by Rick Weber
June 26, 2017
copy rights reserved 2017 (c)
created in the hour of 1853
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when I see you smile..
after a while..
the aerosol paint me a picture
of pain and thinking of you..
Would I cry should I die..
if it made sense for a Sun Dial..
Barking made sounds all 'round
Wouldn't it be lost in the wood
the fire just aches to be released
from the wood..
lil' Alice has pain, in her back and foot
I Lounge and Eat, as plain day turns
to night shade..
I close my eyes, and see you ride
There is no more me, for you to see..
There is no World for me to blame..
The Sea has Salt, and it flavors
my toast, in the morning rain..
I would open my vein, and let the blood
pour out..
it would feed the grass, for the cows to eat
and the sperm should meet some lucky girls egg..
If I left my senses, it's because there was a break
in my Neighbors fences..
That's why I look up little girls skirts..
with Mirrors in my Mind..
Never mind the Lust that covers my Heart..
it's soon removed, with a velvety cloth..
Merry-go-Round, my Orgasmic Clown..
when Death met the Atheist, he turned his frown
Upside Down, and cried a lonely tear..
it soon turned to Diamonds..
you can smash only so many guitars..
before the blisters turn to needles..
and jokes and smokes, laughter across the boarder
walls so high, hahahaha..
--the end--
by Rick Weber
June 26, 2017
copy rights reserved 2017 (c)
created in the hour of 1853
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