Always a slow learner
Always a too-late burner
Yearning to catch up on those years
Where others my age were draining beers
In bars and pubs and sticky-floored clubs
Mumbling their first awkward lines
To anything that moves in the opposite gender
To girls they don’t know and won’t remember
And end up getting lucky half the time
Because they’re both teens with groaning hormones
And no one knows what the fuck is going on

I’ve wised up
Because no matter which way you look at it
Violet will always be at the bottom of the rainbow


Mbacid

Interlude1:amb

Lazy afternoons
Naked loneliness mirrored
In gold canine eyes


Haiku#2 PilLogan

Don’t believe everything you read
And don’t read in to everything you believe in


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