Free Cee a Street In a Burg Called the Blues

damn
back on the street again
the dime bag copping
ego dropping
dampened dope dreams street again
a street in a burg called the blues baby
where wicked witchy women are on the stroll
bopping to rock and roll
as i light upon the utterly wanton wishes of woeful whores
where even the sages are bores 
and destitution oozes from the pores of us junkies
johns 
and drunken few
and what are we all trying to do'
just pay our due baby, 
JUST PAY OUR DUE
  2012...free cee  PHREEPOETREE
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
February 6, 2012 at 1:15 PM
Like Kims asks are you out on the streets? you are very descriptive of what goes on, or what we think goes on.. Somtimes you sound scared and somtimes scary, angry and then as soft as a brush. Somtimes you come across as hurt and then wanting to hurt. You keep us all guessing, even if I don't like the idea of you or anyone in bad situations I like your work x
Merryman Avatar
February 5, 2012 at 6:47 PM
Jeffrey, are you really a junkie? Do you live on the streets? I don't know if this is real or symbolic? God Bless. Love, Kim
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