WATCHING THE LEAVES FALL IN THE PARKING LOT OF AN ABANDONED MALL
watching the leaves fall
sitting in the parking lot of an abandoned mall
memories are flooding my modern existence wall to wall
i am wishing that i could give a certain person a call
waterfront imagination in a poor man's dream
trying to find the greatest common denominator in this scheme
how i long for the feeling of the taste of cookies n cream
maybe then i will figure out the concept of how to redeem
loneliness lives with me everywhere i go
oblivious solo living is technique of which i am a pro
my air of mystery black charm always steals the show
what the flip side of it all feels like i will never know
it's summertime something in a winterized shade
for the inner unpredictableness i was perfectly made
for some reason the creation of me halted at middle grade
however knowing you once existed dissipates every barricade
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2023
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