segunda-feira, 30 de março de 2020

Saying some names can be toxic or Subversions

I knew you had the range,
that with a big small change
you turn the wave of the radio
into your oh, so elegant own flow.

That in your mouth a finger pointed
at a lover's cheap scam
by wine and tears is anointed
as a broken heart to which you slowly jam.

And who could say it's treason
using the season of jazz
to talk about old poison?
That certainly is not me - cheers and god bless.

20/03/2020

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