Bad Denim

Held you in the light of faded blue jean memories Starring down the contour of your thighs kissing gently the dimples of your knees starting to squeeze your ankles too tight. That’s when you threw me off of you ‘round midnight train stopped playing that deep blue music we listened to last night stand swore there would never be another chance you would give me to make it “all-right” Fighting each other not letting go Fine! “Good-Bye” we are through go find another pair that fits you broke my zi- pp -er now I’m stuck Bad denim tossed with socks in a donation box.