Dylan Echoes
You play me for stupid.
You strum me with lust
across the brass bed,
all the words lying in the dust
of an old refrain.
You play me for stupid
while your smiles suck,
fluttering eyelashes duck
down to cover this
pain in here.
The slithering stealth
of your seductions
no longer intrigues.
I play my deductions,
subtraction reaction
as you disappear
with your tambourine.
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