Lie to meA Poem by Coyote PoetryJust words Lie to me You disrobe slowly and stand bare and nude in front of me. You reach-out to me. Took my vodka and juice drink and you whispered “Redemption are for the lucky ones. Us wallowing in sin and gin. Need the cheap motel and the poet’s lies. I like the dark motel room dear lover. Smell like dirty streets and old sin. Love cost dear Poet and the chaos of the shade of love can be enough. Make me a vodka and juice with some extra vodka, to kill the wish for anything that can be profound. Dear poet. Sin, gin and deep bottles of vodka are the sorry sounds of the people wanting nothing. This is us.” John Castellenas/Coyote © 2017 Coyote PoetryAuthor's Note
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Added on January 18, 2017Last Updated on January 18, 2017 AuthorCoyote PoetryMIAboutA Poet and writer who love to read and write. My pleasure is reading about the bad and good in a life. Also to honor the Poets/Writers of the past by reading their words. Remember .. more..Writing
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