He watched her naked body bounce around in the strip club. Tantalizing his everyneed. She watched deep into his eyes looking for some sort of surprise. Each one’sheart beating faster than before. Ravishing hearts on the dance floor. Musicblasting in the background. Moving around like a dead ghost in the background hemoved from one chair to the other. She slipped him a little drink from the bar. Hereached out both his hands and weep. There was no hope left for this man. Noneabove any particular range So she swept him off his feet and danced the Macarenaone more time for him. She slowly moved her way into his lap and they kissedpassionately . No one saw them from across the room, they were all alone. So shemoved in deep and caught her tongue on his with his left bracelet. No room fortalk. No room for feeling, no room for weeping and no room for loving.The other day he was with his friends talking about moving out west. Theyconsidered being all right to go. Not one of them we inclined to go, for not oneof them had something to run away from, but he did. He had much more experience inlife than any of them put together. He was ravished and pleased with himself. Hehad no one in his life but cookies and monsters under the bed. No one to run to orto turn his head. So everyone screamed for joy at his new arrival when he saidhe’d be moving to a town in the city called Aspartame. No one glanced for help ortold him no, they all bellowed before him and praised his name. For he wasindependent simply wonderful to them and all his former friends.She killed her dad and made ends meat. He mom moved on and had made chicken friedbeef. Yum went her tummy, and she glanced for her sweater hanging up in the towelhook on the bathroom floor. No none could imagine the heartache she felt for herdaughter and for the world out and under her. She was chastised completely. Andhad no home at all. She worked for her boss and carved in her call. She was theonly one who’d be there in a flash. Did I mention all the boys thought she had apretty nice ass. She walked outside and hung her clothes on the line. Dry theywere not and wet they could have been. But mother told her not to sing, not to beheard or to be seen.No wonder her life was cold and an elk. No one around to see what it is she felt.She was all alone and never alone by herself but always full grown. And no oneever told her what would become of her sweet September and all that was none. Shewatched the birdie fly passed her house with a knock, knock and ring on the doorbell she came to an halt. None around to see her pretty face, none around to puther in her place. She walked up and down and made a big laugh. She grabbed at hersock and crapped the big crap. No one around, no one to be found. All alone andseparated by one big blow to the head.She woke up paralyzed from the neck up. Her head felt like an engine ready forexplode. All weird and soft and fluffy and whatnot. She had no clue her upbringingwould be the death of her. She had no clue he would bring her back to peace. Andall this would be reconciled by a single beat of her heart. Bomp, Bomp, Bomp, wenther heart. Her brain was emerged and she her tears from her blurb had nothing todo with all that was there, all that went away and all that couldn’t stay.He was made to love, made to cry and ever tear drop came from his eye. He hadnothing more and nothing less. He couldn’t dare spend his time with the rest ofthem. He was proud and out of control. Ruthless and over baring from life firstcry to a single end. Nothing could bend his motives or cry from above. She gotstreet cred from way above north street. The dogs came out abound him and crashedtheir waves up and over him. Tantalizing their moves from his motives and singingthe blues. “Swing time being the rest of mine being everything being my own darnsinging” he chanted as they left the hallway. Nothing more, or nothing less couldbeat the rest. And nothing had them delivered from, deceit.
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