she stands in the night
quiet in the day swaddling my thoughts
through her windows that have seen moons
peeked at by La Baker and the dust bowl troops
the starlight beaming on my smoke rings
and the ancient flower wall cover
comes alive again crawling with suspicions
Perry Como and at times Lead Belly
fill my ears until they bloom
so coursing through my veins
the bewitching compounds of soul kill
silver on the mirror fades away
and in tandem we float away together
the me on the chair mustang hair gray
the me in the glass chipping off her hours
before my lids close
the pupils pin catch a brown fluffy moth
clutching with sticky little feet
to rusty rain gutters that hang
to her bricked flanks by grace and bliss
i hear the moth breathing in out in out
to the rhythm of surreal electric sweaty nights
but JESUS SAVES only twice
as Papa and i drink absinthe and champagne
Hon read this https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/07/31/attention-bloggers-and-writers/?c=19877#comment-19877
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thats awful infuriating really i went on the site and there are 100’s of hashtags and some brand names i couldnt find anything else…
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Did you put your site name in search?
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no let me try that…
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https://tygpress.com/
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thanks for the heads up 😦
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no nothin thank goodness i suck lol lol
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Awe LOL Some are worried about Copy write. I left a message for Jamie just a few minutes ago but she doesn’t acknowledge me anymore. At least I left a message. BUT you know the prompts people are on there. So your writing would be seen. All of the prompt sites Hmmm and mine 😦
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well thats why i keep a day job. if they are that desperate to steal stuff … so sad… thanks for letting me know 🙂 Jen
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Ok Hon 🙂
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Make mine a Lead Belly & Absinthe
… on the rocks 😎
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Lol cheers!
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