Thursday, February 21, 2013

Boots Puller

I gotta pull my own feet
Across the street
They used to work fine
But I drank too much wine

When they died
I stayed inside
And drank some more booze
Until my mom sent me shoes
Which returned my desire 
To dance in the fire

So now I feel found
And I'm all around
Dragging my legs 
To the brightest light
And the loudest sound

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