(To New Jersey:)
We don't play in the water,
we play the games by the water
from the days that they're daughters
until we're raising our daughters
some lacking patience
had curves--felt soft faces
felt urged...to all be waste--d
Diner food--working all day shifts,
burnt pork roll...chalk-like coffee
hard brick back boards, some were mader of concrete
gritty like sand but harder on the feet.
Broken glass...
could it be another fight
or another life?
More than likely it's another night.
Stone Ponies turn into white hoarses
slot machines
Bada-Bings
home of the Boss(es)
(in)
cinamatic scenes of lived dreams on the ocean
you taste the brisk breeze
and believe that it's gorgrous.
Muddy Banks...Muddy Waters
Hungry Hearts...-...Can you hear Clarence?
Really, do you hear Clarence?
Do you feel that it's a(p)-parent
that molds understanding...did you come?
Eminent Domain...were you gonna run?
capitalist slaves...are you going to stay?
..........all Situations aren't welcome..........
Sweet powder topped funnel cakes
share shapes with water slides
and great escapes--Adventures
capitivating with measures of pleasure
in every city, suburb and stick
they're stuck with a script
of mangled, mixed-heritage...
_
Some have obsessions with the burnt Orange reflections off of the sea in the regional waters
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Some grip hot-to-touch fenses sitting on board walk benches, ball courts or literally fences,
from the outside looking in.
_
Some Jon Bon, Bruce, or Jay-z (and Lauryn) in their days, at least it's universal and polor opposites don't seperate....you've heard of everything:
_
Chicken Shacks, Remy, Flying Fish, Oysters, Fat-Sandwiches, PBR.
City views of the shining sea that supplies you with everything.
not
a
Cheese Steak,
nor
sweet
like
Cheese Cake.
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Seasalt, dumps and cars all have exits it's the Garden not the flower (please remember that).
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To you,
My advice
Just Rock your Red to the games
by the water.
Those
Games
by the water
Knowing that they're
FIXED
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