Candy Apple Red SkyA Poem by MarlonDeanHearin‘ the crescendo// Pull up at her window// Drives her mother f****n‘ insane… Lookin‘ through her dark shades// A scanner scans so darkly// Naked and profane… Words sound so enticing// Hot and bright like lightning// Remember when we were seventeen… If you think you can’t stay// Ride along move past me// I’ll remember not to remember your name… Little baby’s pale rose// Make-ups on the table// Lipstick smeared a day old// She took that body ‘round town… Travelling under blue sky// Wake up with a new guy// Looks like nothing’s gonna change… New world is spinning faster// Daddy was a b*****d// Nothing to lose, nothing to gain… Found herself a romancer// Just swallowed some enhancer// Let him f**k out your brains… Smokey evening red sky// In the fields where we lie// Whispering our names… Lift your little sundress// Are you having fun yet? Not a worldly sound now… Tears are made of acid// Burn right through the plastic// Got that p***y on surround sound… Playin’ on a Sunday// Zombie-walk the runway// Tricks for kicks… So underrated… Pastor say your prayer now// Give the child a scare now// You know the devil may cry.
Pop the f****n’ moon roof// Pretty smile so aloof// I asked her if she takes drugs. It done made her smile now. We get our goddamn hate on// Make love on a payphone// She just wants to fight so we can f**k and make up. Can’t live like this forever// As long as we’re together// The veins that we could tether// Leave you in the darkness, leave you just one letter… From a protagonist that knows you far too well. She finds me in a dark room// P***y, dicks, and blue fumes// Burn marks burn flesh but will scar soon// Won’t stop ‘cause we can’t stop. Black blotches made of cancer// Dasher, Dancer, Prancer… Cheetahs, Leopards, Panthers… She’ll c**k back that hammer// A bullet for the sheriff. A bullet for the messenger before he can say a word. Her mother’s hearin’ the crescendo// Her girl vomits out my window// Pull up to her front steps// Help her with her sundress// Drives her mother f****n’ insane. Life just one short story// Live just for the glory// Can’t love you forever// I’ll settle for today. ... © 2016 MarlonDean |
StatsAuthorMarlonDeanMunich, GermanyAboutWell, I'm a writer who went to film school in Munich. I grew up in Miami and later on in Germany. My stories are dreams that are a pick' n' mix of both worlds. All I'm gonna say. For now. more..Writing
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