Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Parking Lot


I cannot stare,
it's such a dare
to bring out,
the worst of you.

To look upon
the things that dawn;
They seem to come straight out of you!!

Please, don't think.
Just don't look.
That eye seems to be gearing you.
Look?!
Is that hole daring you?

Jump in or not
You're at a trot
Blast a lot
It's all your snot.
 Look?!
It's the blaring part of you!

Blind yourself,
blot the sun
it's your moon.

My star, will follow you!!
Hhmm?!
I think it might be the heart of you.

I do believe,
you are in need
It's O.K.
I park a lot.
Do you park Two?
K.A.P.
4/29/2009

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