Thursday, November 6, 2008

Pedro Speaks


The impact

The aftershave

The European ciggarettes


The taxi

The alcohol

That lingers on your breath


The lipstick

The street lamp

The woolen overcoat


The front desk

You tell yourself

It isn't over yet


Second best, oh, second best

I can learn to live with this

Plus, I really need a rest


After all, what's wrong with second best

What's wrong with second best


The motel

The distances

Cave into kisses, cold and wet


Familiar exchanges

Like needle pulling thread


The empty movements that once were so inspired

Desperate attempts to fan the flame without the fire


The matress creaks beneath

The symphony of misery and cum

Still, we lie jerking back and forth

And blurring into one


Second best, oh, second best

I can learn to live with this

Plus, I relaly need a rest

After all, what's wrong with second best

What's wrong with second best

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