Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Don't Ask, Don't Tell




How young do you need?
Before you heed?
Stop yourself,
and take a knee?

Memories are not all mine.
Advertise and I find,
Men of old, Men of time.
Are you disgraced?
Or are you fine?

My mind goes where you have been.
Don't tell me that you are thin.
I don't care you are old.
I remember your dick,
it did not unfold.

All the moments of why I'm sold.
I listen to the ghosts,
echoing the voice of yours.
I had no choice.

Did you accidentally come across?
What is not an actual loss?
Is it not better to scream?
Maybe we both can find...
Redeem!!

I was a child of no noise.
You were men with money to pay.
Photographs complicate denial.
Don't you wish you knew for sure?
I do, don't ask, don't tell.

Remember that?

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