• BigSway, Po'try

    Posted on October 7th, 2009

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    Presidential Candidate, Pete McLusty












    Presidential Candidate, Pete McLusty


    You’ve given no words aimed towards me
    unless they’re tied to yr ends (I feel ya lean).
    My attraction’s hid by yr indifferent’s green…

    Fascinated by yr face & the space
    left for my imagination to behest ya:
    empty nights in yr cigarette ember hair sheen
    & poetry as a communication with no co-.
    Yeah!
    We’re split so perfectly like logs,
    thrown to, you, & I, fro to different Wests

    I know you’ll drink Sangria with me.
    I know our skin is like oil & water.
    I fill you up. Your cry is smoke
    You empty my cup. I die, poking.

    Come with me on the teeter-totter.

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  • 3 Comments

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    1. wan
      Oct 7th

      What a charmer; McLusty’s got my vote.

    2. Hannah
      Oct 7th

      Amazing!

    3. Ursula
      Oct 8th

      Hahaha, saucy, forward, kind of innocent. I like. I like.

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