OUT ALONG
THE BOULEVARD
LIFE IS SHORT
AND TWICE AS HARD
WHERE LIVING STONES
WILL HIDE EACH LIE
DISCARDED THERE
FOR PASSERSBY
MIRROR SKIES
REFLECT OURSELVES
LIKE PLATES AND CUPS
ALL STACKED ON SHELVES
WE PRETEND
TO LAUGH AND SMILE
WHILE DYING INSIDE
AND STANDING TRIAL
MAKE BELIEVING
WE ARE FREE
DRINKING WINE
AND SIPPING TEA
OR MAYBE SIP
THE WINE INSTEAD
I'M NEVER SURE
OF WHAT WE SAID
LITTLE BISCUITS
FOR A MEAL
TOUCHED TO LIPS
OF COLD ROLLED STEEL
DAINTY BITES
INTO YOUR SOUL
KILLER EYES
AND DICE THAT ROLL
SUSHI BARS
ALONG THE WAY
WHERE LOSERS GATHER
JUST TO PLAY
CHAMPAGNE BRUNCHES
CRYSTAL GLASS
AT SUPPER TIME
THEY PAT YOUR ASS
COGNAC SMILES
AND SEXY TALK
HANDS THAT LIKE
TO TAKE A WALK
SOME TOGETHER
SOME ALONE
WILL JUST BECOME
A LIVING STONE
Bobby Jameson JUNE 4, 2008
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