Love and LIFE
Three a.m. walking the dog.
A brut husk of a thing. Dark Black..me in a hoodie and flower print skin tight paints. Scarring the block ..
A kiss goodbye on the dance floor. She was amazing! Genovive...(again? )may as well be Genocide.
A text from an x about needing money, tents and black...and all we could have been and he is.
A blind girl named Sky. Coffe and conversation... Instead of drugs...drinks and death. Talking about a cloud she can't see. She's more blind than me. Calls me a fool and ask me to show at 7:30 pm tommorow. I think I love her!
Ignored in a corner by an x that chose that drunk over this one.
I just want to be held by that tiny blind girl right now...anyone.
Where is she? Her name is inked on me forever. Not the future..the past I guess...
Oh...yah! Not here!
One wife, two...
Three and four.
When will I learn?...maybe when the blind girl finally takes this heart.
Because maybe...just maybe..her heart like her eyes can't see my faults. Only my love....
I lived the life.
A wife a little fence with city council dilebrance.