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Bad Denim
Held you
in the light
of faded blue jean
memories
Starring down the contour of your thighs
kissing gently the dimples of your knees
starting to squeeze
your ankles too tight.
That’s when you threw me
off of you
‘round midnight
train
stopped playing
that deep blue music
we listened to
last night
stand
swore there would never be another chance
you would give me
to make it
“all-right”
Fighting each other
not letting go
Fine!
“Good-Bye”
we are through
go find another pair
that fits you
broke my zi-
pp
-er
now I’m stuck
Bad denim
tossed with socks
in a donation box.
Copyright ©
Brandon George
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