Monday, July 27, 2015

D


drive the
indeterminable distance

dedicate your dimes
to the desperate cause
of youth

do not dare age
or be defected

draw a stain
upon your dolor
disguise to
block your disdain
for the day
with your dainty walk
and dapper look
the doldrums
disappear
until the burden
of the day fades
and you
are deserted
with your Vera dress
and bars of gold

and so
you drink
then drive
to the edge
destined for a
dire phone call
to anyone

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