Eye for an I for an Aye
Listless and lustless
Normal, and normal,
And in-between ignored
Afford an acquaintance
To the left a saucy disher
Miss her, weeping, go and kiss her
Not frequented or inline
Not martyr-fied by time
Not hated by nine, but loved by six.
Bill Hicks. No tricks.
Hoarded. Broken influence.
Needed Peace Resolution Closure
Closer. Farther. Father. Witness
the Beauty, shit out the Pride.
Don’t hide. Confide. Decide.
Rely on yourself, and then others.
Under the covers, distorted by lovers.
No. maybe. Perhaps. Yeah, I guess…