The Skirt

aw come on dont be that way
find time for your muse
even if she's taken all your money
your time and spirit
even when she's taught you learned hopelessness
she's led you on, told you you were the only one
turned you out for all to see and adore forever
so you chase that skirt around the ghost town
wasn't she just here?
wasn't she just on this empty barstool last year?
No, she's been out with all those younger guys.
She may visit from time to time
but you better get used to the view
of the lonesome landscape and cafeteria food

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A believer of John Cheever

he took scissors to his self image like a troubled teen
wanna fuck every bitch how can you hide your face
how long can you live with a poison drip
pretty good at faking a smile jolly good fellow
heard something on writers almanac about a guy named Cheever
used to drink too, and felt like he had his nose against the pane
a voyeur to everyone else's well lit happiness.
Somebody stole my schtick