If we ever
shop the shops again
I’ll smile brighter
             to keepers shuffling styled
light in fur sleepers, eyes opened halfsome
before sordid invites slurred;
sights slight blurred, green, out of touch,
 fingers a little too close
for mandates echoing 
         persistence distant purrrs ..
                           humming honeysweet, dripping under words uttered slow, 
   out of practice, 
                                              I guess.
All that distance, dis-trance, enhanced rushing hazy blue-low.
Hearing a door closed 
indefinite maybe , news force fed hushing
irrelevant change daily, humanmind bent movie lazeE 
                                                                                      - simplicities 
   stripped -
                 naked liberty gripped
                     ‘Round how we eat, greet, fly on the meet. Grow colderolder, eyes darting fast along
                                                                                         technology streets ;and so easy laid, oh,
Cigarette ash in 
                    my tub
     -Rub-a-Dub-
livin clean
                  -quarantine sheen-
slippy dream serene.
Hear heady raindrops
wash umbrella tops
  Drippy-Talk. stop, Walk
steady, rounding the block -sweet liquor store queen.
How to spend a day with no one to pay, and no one expecting?
                                    Flipping values black to white,
                                    smoking it up, fucking face down all night,
fighting for unfit love because it’s easier not altered too right, 
Yeah, I know it-
rippling conceit
                              alonely comfortable, baby, just
                                  skin thoughts and bone
                                       mirrored in sooty water
                                             soft, pure whiteshown
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                                                         haughty reflections :dirtyclear: in
                                                     a naughty isolationist,
                                     still sits the every man drone.
    Speak thrills throaty conversationalist,
                                      before no one listening at home.