Thursday, September 24, 2009

New Orleans and Dreams

The purple dotted line on my bottom
lip, call me Agatha.
As aggravated as the name,
push my heart or leave the world.

The purple dotted line
telling stories
come boys gather 'round
I have things that have yet
to be shown.

Some more surprises
"A real Cajun goddess"
From the East and the West
daddy, how we slip.

Holding on to the moon's hands
he likes to rock me back and forth
he likes to show my ass in shorts
tether me for a minute, then drop me
feet back on Earth.

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