Old friends…

Red wine & smoking,

a mellow night with my friend.

Memory lane stalking,

with a Mary-Jane blend.

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Geneva.

“Look at me!  Look at me!”fame-clipart-woman-of-fame

The gangster does yell.

The social media Queen,

an Angel’s roommate in Hell.

The world needs to know her,

all must know she exists…

She’s loud and proud of her work,

and the Angel’s at risk.

 

 

 

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Wasted timing…

Bottomless eyes

staring deep into space,

while smoke slowly drifts to the sky.

Lovingly lost

deep in Nothings embrace,

unaware,  in the bliss,  flying high.

 

 

 

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Cuntstarbull patrol…

Twinkle twinkle like a star,

how I wonder what you are.

I see you shining through the night,

a sparkling drone in unmanned flight.

Twinkle twinkle sergeant droid

I hope I’m simply paranoid…

Road patrol…

Peer out through the curtains

watch up and down the street,

walk around on tip toes

‘cos everyone’s asleep.

Puff away quite cheerfully

nobody here to share,

spend hours at the window

stuck in a late-night stare.