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Decoys and Disguises behind large-areas of smoke screens (Free verse) by Beyond_Dreams Her skirt to short; Her hair flung from one side
to the
other
'gotta dolla, gotta dolla?'
Dirty finger nails
grazed her hips
Red lipstick faded on her cheek
With a smile of hypnotic schemes
her mind deceiving her towards
an out-stretched dream
But cursed by suicidal things
Suddenly blind
like a wristwatch without time
She can't tell yesterday
from today or tomorrow
'gotta dolla, gotta dolla?'
over there,
there's a one armed man
with graffiti on his feet, face and hand
parched skin
wrapped like a drum around
the tight throat of melody
war songs between soldiers
and long lost sons'
they peer out
from piercing bloodshot eyes
her blade's serrated.
Cigarette tossed aside
'Hey you! Gotta dolla, gotta dolla?
Up the ladder:
tearthief
Down the ladder:
Its the same old static & flaccid striptease.
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Posted: July 22, 2005 9:30 PM PDT; Last modified: July 22, 2005 9:30 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.0 Overall Rank: 8003 Comments:
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Dovina @ 84.173.251.118
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24-Jul-05/6:30 AM
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I'm happy you noticed me in my skirt 'too' short and ruge, not lipstick, on my cheeks. I really can't tell yesterday from today or tomorrow. You can have only one arm and graffitti on your feet, it doesn't matter if you love me. That's where most guys don<#t get it.
"Sucky,sucky. Five dolla. Me so horny. Me love you long time." You gotta love Kubrick.
funny, I instantly thought of Full Metal Jacket. and that movie with the guy with spray-painted feet. N0__ wait, that's not in a movie,it's a guy that sleeps in front of PaintMart spending all day huffing, but he's gone quite mad and thinks his nose is in his feet.
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