it is supposed to be repair
some stiletto high heels
some 40's flower same size
your money is long here
resting your ears and your sweat glands
staying cool, sometimes tired
lonely, confused sad at loves shapes and sizes
but its the taunting of a sick wind that blew on sunday
envious of its beauty, its life you see in others
it's power to sustain you guide you
allow you to complete classes and grades
the same patterns of your youth
you can't accomplish alone
but resentful of it's boundaries
so defined
in ink
poetic guides you reprave
but need
so, it's all repair but for what end
to simply live and enjoy life, i say
put on your dark jeans and black wife-beater
in your denim jacket, studded belt
blue, anyway
dyed your hair again
looking so youthful, eating your fruit, i see
drinking your water and working out, we see
resting your ears, sweat glands, and mind
let the money flow in and guide you
it's all about the benjamins they say
so next time you will look good
rest and you get better with age
and smarter of course
because you read
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