magnolia.

here are
over simplified verses.
to the hardly loved.
us sitting
in the exposure of a white porch.
my polca dot dress
to impress
you into stutters
of utter
digress.
filling the vastness
of a monday afternoon
with fumes
of cheep cigars
sitting quietly ,so far
"say it aint so"
here and there
now a worn out
darker
intoxicated air.
"say it aint so"
and we
dispatch.
almost lovers.
here are
over glamorized
verses
to the hardly loves
and the hardly lovers
to the ones
sitting on side benches
in december
afternoons
or nights
of a stifled moon
who pretend
not to sense
an end.
"say it aint so"
pouring
like boiling honey
more coco
more fume
and days less sunny
heres to the ragged ones
listening to "say it aint so"
like the cluster of magnolia
enable to bloom.