Afternoons On Lake Shore Drive
I’m bizarre. I’m insane. I’m absurd. I’m cliché.
I assume, you assume, we assume rationale.
You’re bizarre. You're insane. You're absurd. You’re cliché.
I attain, you attain, we attain to concur.
I dissolve. I degrade. I inject. I repress.
I detect, you detect, we detect, common sense.
You dissolve. You degrade. You inject. You repress.
I explain, you explain, we explain to prolong
an exchange of elite socialized cigarettes
sitting on the window sill, for who? Afternoons
to pursue LSD or maybe to consume
only you babe, oh yes, only you.
Copyright © Samuel Griffin | Year Posted 2018
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