douglas Posted October 2, 2013 Posted October 2, 2013 The Irritations of Bradley LoseloveAt HomeAbuse this illusionFor the nightDrive your hands over itAround itThen leave with the realityOf dawnLeave with yourSanctimonious reality.At Trying a New AngleThe 17th of MaySaw him having a trulySelfish relationshipProgressiveIndependentConvenientBut how the heart still achedDeep downThereIn the centre.At The ClubOoooooh!I was finished for your outfit!Talk about Donatella Versace!And all of that eau de toilette!You certainly left a lingering reminderAnd the way those cigarettesFloated between those fingersVery elegant!But I was finished for theOverfull ashtray next to youAnd the ten or so beer cansAll very empty! Quote To receive love, you have to give it...
dr_con Posted October 2, 2013 Posted October 2, 2013 Nice to see you posting again. Juris Quote thegateless.org
dcmarti1 Posted October 2, 2013 Posted October 2, 2013 Oh, that dual usage of "I was finished".....flippin' brilliant! Oh, I SO understand this poem. Well, I remember these situations "at the club". Quote
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