Oldest Bluff......................

FEEBLE lights,
cluttered rooms,
the tinkling of
sound, like a key
having intercourse
with a broken lock,
stop, drop,
stop, drop,
you heard me, pack
your stuff up, and
fly away, into the
sadness of your
dreams.

by DAVID GERARDINO

Comments (2)

This gorgeous David. I love the pace of it too. 10 from Call your bluff expert! Tai
'...like a key having intercourse with a broken lock' VERY nice! What a metaphor. But, it's the 'OLDEST BLUFF............. Good write, David. L