sexy couple shooting pool
what was that covetousness rule?
when am i going to get over this?
in the back of my mind, memories of bliss
keep me looking, well attached
until this longing body is dispatched
to the dustheap, while this mind
propelled into bardo, still looking behind
at all the ties that bind...
Nobody cried for the worker
he left a pile of bills a
a rusty cage of body
cry old soul
forgotten memories
ashes of historys dustheap
real movers and shakers
the cries are made
but never heard.
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