Synthetic Sack of Sorrows



Why must you boudoir bring me an empty bag full of fake?
Pinocchio emotions: wooden soul mannequin real
Your impulses beat a synthetic heart mood — 
artificial aorta stimulation ~ false erotic excitation

Making it so hard to pump up contrived passion,
when I’m getting so many tissue soft, milquetoast excuses
as to why you’re always missing in merge action

I don’t believe your tears of contrition are real ...
see, here’s the deal —

Me tasting no substitute was the attraction thrill

Once you got the plastic access,
enabling for an instant gratty hi-rise, material elevation
A funky vibe got dropped on the Cloud 9 date vine,
and the alternate current rain paraded imposter elation

Counterfeit love declaration bell bottom dings 
started ear chiming with the sultry pleasuring
Bottom line sensations, gong bosom calculating

You’re accrued credit to the lass canine race,
cardio dressed in Marie Antoinette violet lace
Guillotine guilt was disembodied false grace,
repentant wet blush stroked an invisible trace

Ugly thoughts painted on a pretty angelic face ...
clipped wings: be a forged halo prize for haste

So sorry that a makeup do-over couldn’t take place

I found out you had a synthetic stack of sorrows
stashed for a rental getaway rainy day
Victoria building up the secret portfolio courage,
befo’ you go centipede creeping astray

Your skyscraper acquisition desires
wasn’t nothing but a disengaged, EKG rocket boost
A surgical science project 
of a failed bypass carjack 
Blunt scalpel carotid cut the angle criminally obtuse

But you got caught in the act ...
Trying to steal someone else’s family jewels
just ain’t chastity cool

So sugar, you can keep your recycled sack of sorrows,
it’s alright, baby   ...   do believe me 
Please accept my handwritten, 
parting dear Joan message
		             lip inked urgently
But, it was tardy delivered
with the utmost synthetic sincerity
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
October 19, 2018 at 3:14 AM
You snatched me up and ran with me as soon as I read the first line. Wow!
Sharp Avatar
October 19, 2018 at 12:14 AM
Above all scorn and beyond all pains, of yesterday, today and tomorrow, we shall Return To Forever.
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