Dusty rainbow clouds, speedy tires thread,
Route 66,93W; see through skirt and tickling grass hands strumming-
To Vegas with beastly haste.
Awkward air bled with familiar teeth,
Lustful scars freshly healed, as frequently cursed.
Deathful taunt- close kiss with chance, influenced by intoxication; both human and experimental.
Arizona muse, your lips my tortured bliss, buttery sun and tonic wine,
The ink in my vein, with which I command a majestic army of humble words;
My name will be forever yours.
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humble words, I am yours. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.