Saturday, April 3, 2010

anything posing as a poem that includes 'asphalt jungle' is... not a good song. in fact i think this only makes sense in couplets rather than stanzas.

Got lost in a marble staircase
Morphed into an asphalt jungle
Now I'm with like-minded creatures
Tearing up the book

Disillusioned, disenchanted
The city I decamped
Left without a woman or a dime
Where I was going I'd get plenty of mine

I slept on stars under roofs
Wrote memoirs at public libraries
Spent a lot of time getting out of the squeeze
Now I'm where I belong amidst the trees

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