it’s one am and Wendi’s an
angel next to me the blurry night a rush of joy and abandon and
Christ we got ripped and like a car she’s so good i’m gonna tell
the world she’s just like robin hood blinking lights of the city
over the treeline and it’s just like every shimmering notion you
ever had of the city hopped up on whatever we could get our hands on
and night silver’s in her eyes and in her hair i’m crazy still
hopped up the city now a blinking juggernaut past the treeline
dancing spinning lights o Wendi chrome goddess chrome angel pretty in
the moonlight soft breaths next to me in the grass we look up at the
moon delirious star spangled red blooded
AMERICAN,
it all feels so good and it’s
tingling all over she feels so good pleasing to behold i will call
her Wendi goddess angel spirit touching me in the cool grass the
night the city far away the car far away the club far away dancing
all night hopped up on whatever we could get our hands on you
negotiate to get what you can Wendi xoxo angel stars in eyes pretty
in leather like a car and Christ we got ripped delirious moon star
spangled dancing moonlight soft breaths on my skin staring up at the
stars goddess chrome angel so good i’m crying, literally crying,
like roy orbison singing on TV in leather in a yesterday rock and
roll dream all shimmering and then the rush of white and black and
she’s staring and Wendi is like an angel like a car lying next to
me in the grass and chrome goddess chrome angel i’m not sure where
flesh ends and chrome begins like a car she’s so good just like
robin hood smiling xoxo Wendi rush of white hopped up on whatever we
could get our hands on blinking lights of the city soft breaths next
to me in the grass delirious star spangled red blooded not sure
where she ends and the car begins treeline lights of the city rush of
white up goes the zipper Wendi enveloped in LEATHER carried away xoxo
staring in the cool grass Wendi is glorious in the sky covered in
stars goddess angel spirit forever rush of white chrome the lights
of the
“THIS ONE’S BLEEDING I THINK HE’LL
BE OKAY”
copyright 2015 C.F. Roberts/Molotov Editions
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