Harebrained

“HAREBRAINED” some females are fickle. there's a boyfriend every other month. it's always the same **** inside the same changes: smiles where there were none. new clothes where there were none. makeup where there was none. hairdos where there were none. quickly followed by new words where words never existed. it is new, happy and smeared with the fresh scent of new love. for those of us who have lived, for those of us who watch the boyfriends come in and out according to the needs of emotion and sexuality, for those of us who watch the riding of the horse, for those of us who have seen the fall before, we know the next fall is right around the corner on heartache street. soon the smile will go, soon the clothes will be a defining point of laziness, so too will be the lack of makeup. the hair will return to it's careless state. the words will become less, down to none. the smell of **** will fill their noses as another love lost, enters their log book of failed loves. grab a seat. the show is about to start. By: Chicano Eddie 10-5-2016