One Peak Moment
Right now
I’m not blaming you…
Pretend I have not had the
Privilege of hearing those
Lines before. Tell me.
Eternal glare on my
Sunglasses, which I wear at night.
Only an annoyance…
Never to be worried about.
When with you, I feel like
An ice pick could go
Through my
Ear and into my brain, and I’d experience a similar
Reaction. I’d like to
Go drink cheap wine and
Lay in the back of my truck, on an old mattress.
And sing—
Sing anything—as long as it’s
Santana…or soft Slipknot…
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