AND blond Jenny’s dead by Summer’s touch
without the movie canned and executive’s
blessing — hey, she was more than celluloid
life so don’t you come around here no more
:they don’t come around here no more
i see her in the waves and how they undulate
crashing sands and seagulls sing “she’s no
more” whatever you do don’t you come around
anymore — she gave it all and what’s left;
a closet full of dreams — i dream of her
and stop! life tangles my emotions
and liars look me in my head
and my enemies are friends
they were foe before i laughed
now a world with snow
like each leaf out of each new tree!
and Jenny is very deadly really
cool — i saw her dancing on the shore!
so her smile stretches across the shore’s
morning (i feel) morning’s light and love

:: 08-01-2015 ::

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