2008-11-27 - me machismo
decorated artistries
faded jeans torn at the knees
steaming cups and dreamy eyes
freezing trips for late supplies
deep rich soulful secret loves
fallen leaves and mourning doves
all that I'd be thinking of
if I had just one to love
but now instead I make my bed
anywhere I lay my head
dream of multi-universes
overcoming ancient curses
cloaks and shields and crested seals
faith force-fields and sacred deals
passageways
revolving doors
hidden bays
false bottom floors
and all the things that occupy
an otherwise machismo guy
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