Love and LIFE

Three a.m. walking the dog.

A brut husk of a thing. Dark Black..me in a hoodie and flower print skin tight paints. Scarring the block ..

A kiss goodbye on the dance floor. She was amazing! Genovive...(again? )may as well be Genocide.

A text from an x about needing money, tents and black...and all we could have been and he is.

A blind girl named Sky. Coffe and conversation... Instead of drugs...drinks and death. Talking about a cloud she can't see. She's more blind than me. Calls me a fool and ask me to show at 7:30 pm tommorow. I think I love her!

Ignored in a corner by an x that chose that drunk over this one.

I just want to be held by that tiny blind girl right now...anyone.

Where is she? Her name is inked on me forever. Not the future..the past I guess...

Oh...yah! Not here!

One wife, two...

Three and four.

When will I learn?...maybe when the blind girl finally takes this heart.

Because maybe...just maybe..her heart like her eyes can't see my faults. Only my love....

I lived the life.

A wife a little fence with city council dilebrance.