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Date Posted: 09:46:14 03/29/08 Sat
Author: Vincible
Subject: Desecrated Boyhood


I smell devil's pie and feel faux-pa
too scared to have my dinnerware
psychoanalyzed over and over again


Mediation won't help recover me
somewhere along the lines
my own karma had uncovered me
cordiality and chivalry die valiantly
this Red carpet called hubris
was violently pulled from
under me

no awkward first date
I flew to her nest unabashed
she rejuvenated latent talents
she makes me matter
no longer a battered boy
now I know a spade
when I see one

her love is a drug her love is dynamite
without it I think I would die tonight
I wouldn't care if she were my cousin
she opens my heart and gives it something
I need her love and wherewithal
nonetheless its urgent business
I'll never leave this heartbreak hotel
Another visit
Knowing I ran up tab after tab......

freedom is when she holds me
whispering the softest hymns
I'm lost in it, its that vast
brought more solace than crosses
now heart-shape boxes trap me
choruses are out of tune

her long locks of blonde
her eye contact locked on
this timebomb in my heart
and its haywire configuration
won't let johnny-come-lately
her blue eyes reflecting off
blue skies I scoured her bitch
looking for my mermaid

efforts to satisfy are eradicated
extra-credit no longer a proposition
and judges won't return bribery
for the life of me can't find a way
to remove this scarlet letter
better now than never to
confront my infirmities

some find it too taboo to scribe
how devil's pie could
make me feel so alive
so open to be close-minded
I yearn for her watermelon scent
rasperry wine kiss defines bliss
I want to rewind it, but
on the other hand scales of justice
separate us and she can't understand
she desecrated my BOYHOOD


I smell devil's pie and feel faux-pa
too scared to have my dinnerware
psychoanalyzed over and over again

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