“Double vision”
Use: “Double Vision”
I’m no lush, girl, but when I’m with you, I can’t stop texting you—and the other one. Now another, on the double. Someone send out a search party—well, they’re all busy. Handle it, I can, girl. Be with you while I’m with her too—all of ‘em. You know? This online journaling sure is hot. I wonder who I sue first? Maybe you, but not you. Reply—are you gonna? Nope. And girl, where did you get those teeth implants? I’m just sayin’—got them press-ons? Lee, Wrangler—wrangled like Randall on a tour bus getting 12-stepped.
One Lamb of God at a time. Honeycomb rows, close together—smoke some coke. I did. Been years. Moguls. And I think that kid was a cop. I mean, one day here, then poof—he gone. Did not kill him either. He dead. Maybe to me, today.
Stack it up. Spin the bezel. Stack a body. Spinning bezels. Meditate—third person. I see it, not both sides. You naked, girl—draped in pearls and necklaces. Give it up and out, this W’s in the air. Took off like a rocket. Break your neck. Damn, he pissed. Please, a whole new league. Light that fuse. Post up—W’s in the air. It’s Holly Wood, night, morning, afternoon—always.
323, 310, 805, 714, 949—had ‘em all over. Best in the paint, who cares—let’s get high. Light my fuse—fused at the hip. Break ‘em off, Lil Keke, off the couch and she’ll be here any minute, so light it up—get high. I care. Bears. Hair care, frizzled out. Mermaids.
- 2022
