:a blip on the radar,
an unexpected visit from the place in your mind
where everything gets questioned
a doubtful twist in the mouth
says you are not to be bargained with,
even if you have polished your housewife’s façade so well
your sculpted lips take their turn,
clashing with the whisper of a fencing foil
against the steel heart on my sleeve
you tell me nothing will allow you to surrender
that i am the underdog in this court case
that no one will cheer for me; i am despicable to view
i am the hoi polloi throwing cobblestones
at your french doors
let me into your mind and i will never let go
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written r9jun2011.
part of the reason why france fell so easily is that the glue holding down their cobblestones wasn’t sticky enough.
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idiography 