um, yup. whatever

couldn’t sleep

jenny was asleep

so i disentangled

 

now it is only just before midnight

and i’m walking in the coolness

of late night los angeles

 

i’ve already killed a six pack

and now i’m murdering a cigarette

 

and just walking

old habits die hard

 

especially when habits were formed

from a lifestyle culled by beliefs

 

i am an evolution

hard pressed by environmental

externalities

otherwise known as relief

 

jenny feels good in my arms

and her concern for me

could almost make me drop

every one of my defenses

almost

 

but i guess i am the kind of man

who will walk these streets all night

looking for just one more bar to hit

tell some idiot he needs to quit

staring at me

just before i let my fist fly

 

and though she will be upset

and vehemently protest

i won’t tell jenny i won’t

just slip onto the sidewalk

and go

and let the late night

take me down slow

  

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