flecks of rusty blue
like you
erasing musty dew
love you
seek the must in few
hurt you
sell the plastic youth
hate you
search for mocking truth
beat you
severance of empty new
shame you
flight of sovereign who
learn you
feet of black and blue
blame you
a month without two
fuck you
rain and december true
miss you
trembling sick to view
need you
felt a wicked cue
want you
augmenting a hue
to you
faith lost in a clue
cost you
flecks of rusted blue
scar you.

(C)2011 Christopher Vaughn


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