usually when
you get that
valediction,
pack your bags,
delete the
number, and
move on. don't
even try to
break out the
flowers and
the chocolate,
or the david
yurman bracelet,
take care,take
a hike, take
the e train
out baby. it
ain't happening
between you
and me. nothing's
shaking, or
baking. don't
let the door
hit you on
the way out.
adios, see you
don't want to
be with you.
i'm not only
busy tonight,
i'm busy
and booked
for the rest
of my life.
good luck with
your search.
take care.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
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2 comments:
You captured this perfectly, Steve. And it was just an idea for a poem. Nothing more than that.
The Yurman is always worth a shot.
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