Vacant Days
vacant days of big fat cats
little old ladies with big
white hats
summer naps followed
by soft summer nights
turning into silver
dreams of.....
conjured up lovers
and riding machines
pasting in books of
innocent looking guys
with high flying schemes
brothers tender then
hostile; old loves gone
cold........
waiting for a ring
by a small black phone
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