Transparent Poem by Justin Aptaker

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last call
alcohol
women swimming
transparent dresses
my confessions
i dug real deep
i play for keeps
you've gotta spit your thug on this here beat
just keep up that facade
and sooner or later

the blue fairy will make you a real boy

a real toy
i fake sadness
just so i can fake joy

Sunday, February 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: angst,emptiness,fairy,numbness,sex,swimming,women
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