Crown One

Submitted by Dali on November 10, 2005 - 21:22.
I.
Children's books on dinosaur dictionaries.
A winner and a looser always walk the hallway
with you and I not too far behind.

Save your kindness - we are fine.
We've put on our gloves, wiped our brow
somehow,
ready for the fight
tonight
and tomorrow, and the next.

He sees champion and lover, always wanting to wear a crown.
I beat up beauty queen and fashion model - the big throw down.
(Past lovers too - I don't exclude)

You see, this boy's weapon is oil stick and canvas
And mine are sick - words.

II.
I carry you around
paper back
and ripped pages

The picture of you ageless.

I carry you around like a boy friend.

III.
Living and loving like a bum.
Strung out.
Take out
from Dean & Deluca
when you were hungry.
Come to me,
I'll feed you.
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