Saturday, January 4, 2014

The Colour OF LOVe

The Colour OF LOVe
(Just like The Flavor of Love)
...that show
is just a mess
all wedding cakes and distresss!!
Yes!
It's all tilts and turns!
Cuts and Bruises and Burnz!
It's outside of oneself
trying to find a place to place oneself
it's fucking terrible!
And fucking bad for your health!
Love!
Uck!
Yuck!
Ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!
gross.......
at the most..you maybe get laid.
or maybe you pay for it
if you're desperate
(like some)
(not me)
(SERIOUSLY?)
never.
Love is easy if you're clever
you just can't love. nobody. nope. never
it's just whatever
and that's the cliff
and that's the pier
on which
we used to fish
but when we sat, content to smell the fish heads and the death
to catch our breath, inhaling the odors of our path
we all began to think...one after the other
some would never dream
of breaking the stream
and others
so in love with
the system
as is
would rather keep things the way it already IZ
However
there are others...

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