Try being beautiful next time.
Long nights walking the streets.
Drawn eyes scan that which breaks.
Fight off the tumbled drunk.
Mother the scrapes and stuck
gravel on your knees.
Just lick off the dirt why don't you?
Hands only shake on your sides.
Start the engine in your legs
'cause you can't keep this bench.
Hear the birds laughing at you
again, aren't they sweet?
Hang up on the brick wall.
Feel it suck in your skin.
A vapid lure wont get you anywhere
in this urban darkness.
So that's it. Here you are.
Try being beautiful next time around.
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well done.
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