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There is no escape…

We follow this place,
Shuffling about in circles,

Where are our smiles?

They ran off with
The neighbor’s son,
Chumming it up on
Skid Row.

Veins shouldn’t be so deep.
*ties band around forearm*
*thumps succulent flesh*
Needless are our secrets.
We bathe in the cunning
Ways they lure us.

Aren’t we sassy?
Aren’t we free?
Buzzed and high, kite
Flying, courting the
Red balloon.
Animated showers caress
The center.

Move me with pizzazz.

I do not wish to
See us die.
We play on feelings,
Calming the fire burning
Our knees.
You change your
Appearance, Hyde in
My eyes.

Why monster me when
I only want to shelter

©Tremaine L. Loadholt 11April16

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