An Expressionless Malaise....

[hauntedheirloom]

Saturday’s remarkable indifference…
Makes a farce of your misguided lust
And Tuesday’s appalling phonetics…
Become a pseudo post-modern must.

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Don’t press me baby…
I have been drinking all by myself.
Don’t press me darling…
I have been drinking to your health.

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Oh, I’ve been wandering down this road for a while…
Oh, I’ve been stammering in an attempt to reconcile…

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October’s dismembered aggression
Brings a passé novel romance…
As Decembers enamored obsession
Diverts this physical fugitives glance…

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Don’t touch me baby…
I have been drinking all by myself.
Don’t touch me baby…
I have been drinking to you health.

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Oh, I’ve been wandering down this road for a while…
Oh, I’ve been stammering in an attempt to reconcile…

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Poetic notions of beauty and guilt
Poetic notions of shyness and guilt
Poetic notions of untruthfulness and still

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And still….
And still….