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going out of business by Ava BluI've been walking around
and biting off more than
and letting my nails grow
because I keep swaying to a wind that isn't there
I bought you lunch
because you said I owe more than any are capable of
you used your napkin with an ease that has never graced
me
(yet I felt awkward taking the check)
you want me independent,
a tad ignorant,
and 200 feet away at all times
but I'm moving into your apartment complex
and you explain the concept of friends with benefits
as if it's just another item on the menu
I'm supposed to handle everything you throw
but I can't seem to stay away from your bed
seducing inner thighs,
caressing shoulder blades,
this can only disintegrate in one direction
nails in back,
face down and under attack;
no one else will buy
your pawn-shop love.
04/04/2007 Posted on 04/05/2007 Copyright © 2025 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/05/07 at 03:54 AM Nice ending. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't attracted to the aching that seems to run through a good chunk of your work. It's never better than it is here. |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 04/05/07 at 04:23 AM i feel like i've been on the other side of that before... yeah, i am kind of a bastard... this is incredible. |
| Posted by Anita Mac on 04/09/07 at 04:31 AM Wow... As ever. |
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