Dodging Life’s bullets – far easier
Whether material or metaphor
By skipping the high score
Avoid all trips & pitfalls
By skipping directly to
Your final destination
6ft under floorboards
Where unopened body
Can B stored before they
Completely become a corpse
And don’t even try asking for 1
Last chance to dance – just fuck off
Fool – with your pants on the ground
Your first circle was barely even a bore
Why would eye even consider offering Ü
Time to take the floor before using your
Mangled mess of hair & cosmetics for
Mopping up the barracks – because
What more could Ü have N store
After such a display, piss-poor
Before I even consider score
’cause clearly, You didn’t
So why does a pathetic
Performance with no
Scoring opportunity
Think he’s earned
A 1st turn after
Ending with A
Crash, then burn
Let alone get a 2nd
Tour of your 1st score
When I would pay money
Just to make sure that You
R –never again– asked about
& preferring to be left out of
Conversations N between
Scenes let alone hear
Them if they ever
Want us to scream
Scream, scream
Then for Him
To return &
To Reform
Me and force
My scorn – to be
Reborn N2 a ñü∿Life
& then, asking 4
No Encore
Thriller Encore
♡Sugar☆World☮ 