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“HAREBRAINED”



some females are fickle.
there's a boyfriend every
other month.
it's always the same shit 
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 shit 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

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