Car number 67393A Poem by MoriartyMesaThe current temp is 101 degree's
Sweat drips down the back,
shy, sweat drips across the dark golden smooth and hair, perfectly, sweat drips, grips, shifts, timed, clings, ties, binds, the cherry and black poka dot skirt..... glance's Grey concrete that stings with a sun, blue jeans, grey small sweating skin, reflecting the pumping sun, blue shirt, skin beneath cherry and black spots, those classes look sexy, sweat drips...... please get in this car... "101", says the aging Raider's fan, Get in this line!!! holding the local paper, charming in a withered way... Please...will you get into this car? "at least the car will have air conditioning" Oh my god he is walking over here!!!! another passing comment, as he searched for his glasses, Are you looking at my poke-dots? on top of that old a*s Raider cap. If I shake my hips. "oh look the train is coming, right on time, would you slap you hands on them now if I can only find my glasses" and pull me right into those tight blue jeans????? APPROACHING TRAIN, I want to bite your skin, EXHALES, I bet you taste like leather. COOLS, What do you think my skin tastes like? SWEAT DROPS, I see you looking, SWEAT DRIPS, my hips are sweating from your eyes.. COLD AIR SLAPS MY BODY!!! just one glance, HOLD S**T THAT FEELS SO GOOD!! my lips want that leather! Doors open, bodies pressing as twelve squeeze against three. I only want one body pressing up against me, The conductor takes the time to remind us, this train's central air is broken. WTF!!! Yea, unbuttoned that shirt, No seats, I guess we are gonna need to stand here...... No air conditioning, You like what you see? Forty minute ride, nothing to do.....maybe. I love what I see............. Lights blink on and off, tight grips, People, eye's, attentions, little nibbles, on cell phones, ipads, hands move across a burning skin in a burning car, take off that BELT!!! "So you can tell dat b***h, 'i aint need no help wit my kid'" LIFT UP MY SKIRT!!! "like I said to Tom, 'if you wanna spend the next nine months going blind in paperwork, settle', no, about 3" OH MY GOD!!! "that's why i never go to that there, their coffee is bad and staff is worse" SLOW IT DOWN, OH MY GOD, OH, Lights blink off, and stay off, KISS ME YOU F****R!! OH GOD!!!!! "well Jean told me they have they thought it was a 'facebook time line'" OH CHRIST!!! OH, I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!! OH MY F*****G TAP DANCING S**T!!! People texting. BODIES GRINDING!!! people sleeping, WHIMPERS, SLIGHT MOANING!!!! "it sounds like one of those blind persons dog's." SHAKING!!! Load snores from nine rows back. OH................YEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "NEXT STOP, MIDWAY PLAZA" sweat.....drips..... "my stop" than you walked out the doors, dress......wet...... body....relaxed!!! © 2012 MoriartyMesaAuthor's Note
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Added on June 12, 2012Last Updated on June 12, 2012 AuthorMoriartyMesaGONZOLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!, CAAboutI am back! And in the word's of someone i met at a bus station. I cant remember. more..Writing
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