BUNK J - Girl – Attempt 1

Being the person the little slut I was so destined to become according to my mom

U and I were seeing the “the nurses”; my brittle gut; which was renting

some important meetings between us; our date bombs.

had “us” and “only U” against the

shore so strong;

Needing the turbulent; brasses over the fiddles; the struts; we went caressing.

The “Fata Morgana’s”; the La Fey Morgan’s; seating in our closed eyes

brains; against the Dixieland rate; which had us calm, only the forgiveness of our two pasts

could right our wrongs.

Knipex-illusions for our frail constitutions

came eating away at our hearts

babe who keeps me sane!; never can we part!

Jive Rex! of the favorable; runaway solution!

your reign is also pleading, we throw each other love darts.

We are Truant!

We will jump into infinity and runaway from this effed up pollution.

this translucent closed look which connects our four eyes has our absolution.

- AD

- 3/8/24

- 4:00am

- 12:21pm

Bunk J