got bad to do

Phone calls and hang-ups and step toe and son re-runs.
rustling sheets lovely sandwiches and jackets as presents.

ripped-tights, made-teas, passive-aggressive arguments.

jokes. everywhere, museums new-books, cuddle, television

show-her-off parties shrugs roll-off the tongue insults

lots of drink being sick pale people warm-up breakfasts

eggs, bacon, mushrooms loving looks between menus
promises from eye contact that have one rush to the flat
stroked arms, resting heads denim daisy dukes removed
stretched stomachs in flips, smiles no longer reserved

old streets walked on spent in awe- but one's too fast

press-ups towards late-night runs to more aspirations

cold-shoulders no eye contact new looks no respect given

moonlit bodies slide with anger, train seats stare into space

inspiring work inspired from smiles laughing at them

all men that try to be something they're not, what we'll never be

no answers too scared to ask questions too proud for pain

far away looking back at yesterday try to find out what it meant

replay every event wanting another body that's heaven sent

golden green olive kisses mismatched lovers circumstances 

deal the blows take the pain, we eventually stand all the same

and if i had the choice yes i'd do it all again.

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NAPA IN SEVEN DAYS
She shouts to her friends as she straightens her hair
NAPA IN SIX DAYS
She makes a point to look like she cares
NAPA IN FIVE DAYS
Tight skirt high heels sparkling lip gloss
NAPA IN FOUR DAYS
Got in free ‘cos she knows the club boss
NAPA IN THREE DAYS
You’d think she was hollow
NAPA IN TWO DAYS
That mask of make-up hides her sorrow
NAPA TOMORROW
She travels from a tragedy long ago.
NAPA IS NOW
NAPA IS HERE
SAVE ENOUGH MONEY
SO SHE CAN GO NEXT YEAR!