Automobiles
-
Tennis shoes
Clogged with dirt
From running through
Puddles when there
Was no rain.
Laugh, laughing
At this optimism
Of waiting
All along, swinging
From lamplight
To insanity
But just kiss me
(Babe.)
-
Your liquorish
Lips aren't my
Type, and our
Personalities don't blend
And we act toward
Each other, as choppy
As the seas.
-
You can't finish
My sentences,
And you never read
My stories
Pick up lines from
Someone else's novel
Of love and luck
And no, that's
Not ours.
-
Unfinished cups
Of rum, hanging
From your hands
As you claimed
To escape the
Future's siege
On your incompetence
Why fight when
We'll never win
But we might
As well try.
-
So remember
When I made that
Bet with you
A race,
I'd never win
We
Screamed as
We raced through
The night
Like the next
New rave.
-
Just like the
Tire's screams
As I pulled ahead
Your calling just
To wait it out, but
I risked it all instead,
And as those
Horrid sounds,
With your voice chasing
Me, and for not
Good friends,I
Know why
You still ran after me,
-
but my conscience says
i do not miss you
and i shouldn't
cry, all of this is just
game, just a game
so can we just
restart and hope
to win this time.

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a.a. ask yourself sometime, if you judge your favorite writers, but their best or worst work?