Sunday Morning In Paris
September 19, 2008 by Francois · Leave a Comment
Kitschy bubble gum freedom
expands out of bad breath
like a quail flying from its nest
during hunting season.
A restricted space.
A danger zone of potential asphyxiation.
Blowing pink fluorescent
bubbles
from drunken lips
filled with shallow words
of love and stupidity. Read more
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