Love Street Blues

I learned my lesson

Too typical to call it a blessing

Wiped your tears out of your bathroom sink

Mistaken, clearly missed the discrepancies

I have been held up in a sweet flippant fantasy

Touch me, squeeze me, pretend that you need me

A fixture, a perfect picture

Twisted into a shallow codependency

Hand me my bag

Give me my shoes

Is that my watch on the dresser?

I’ll grab that too

Broken heels hitting the pavement

Among lost strangers

Singing the Love Street Blues…

darkalley

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