“… Hahaha, that was Fantastic.
You spat ‘In my Mind
a Clerk stamped the word
ABROGATION right across
your manipulating forehead
in big [Fuck Off] Red Letters
as you were busy slithering
your preposterous way over’
… and she looked like she’d
been Panned with a Shovel…
turned around and Retreated!”
I form no Dynasties…
I Pioneer [Create & Destroy]
… ‘Dextrous’ doesn’t just
roll off the tongue… it flows
[Mentally] lush as a stream,
becoming an Energy Channel
to skate your ‘Balance’ along.
You, laying half-naked…
in my old U.K. Subs ‘Warhead’
t-shirt… as I pull [Random]
Sentences out of the night sky
… is all the Recognition,
and Reward I shall be Needing.
I Have A “Say” In This
~ Pre-First Date/Vague Explanation/Aftermath ~