12-18-2014, 11:48 AM
The Sleeze
I fall into the sleeze,
ever stumbling to be free,
like an addict on a corner;
looking for a fix,
for a cease to the pain,
to rest in peace.
I am tethered to false kings,
just a dog on a lead;
I lap up eviscerated offerings.
A kind hand,
for a bent knee.
I am ever so sweetly cheap,
like a cigarette butt;
cast onto hooker wreathed streets.
A black sky bends forever,
I'm a starry eyed stare.
With head nestled in a gutter,
the world looks nice from down here.
I fall into the sleeze,
ever stumbling to be free,
like an addict on a corner;
looking for a fix,
for a cease to the pain,
to rest in peace.
I am tethered to false kings,
just a dog on a lead;
I lap up eviscerated offerings.
A kind hand,
for a bent knee.
I am ever so sweetly cheap,
like a cigarette butt;
cast onto hooker wreathed streets.
A black sky bends forever,
I'm a starry eyed stare.
With head nestled in a gutter,
the world looks nice from down here.
my muse ran screaming....no really