papers/lighter/text

crumbled and rolled

no surprises 05/19/2011

Filed under: silliness — paperslightertext @ 2:51 am

Suggested as a soft springboard fall back,
poor little rich girl, your bane
was my escape from the mundane.

How will you sleep there?
In the soft corner, nest of noise,
symmetrical bed of months.
What’s the quickest way to kill a year?
Spend it all here.
You’ve been upgraded to Platinum Rewards Level.
Your call may be monitored for quality assurance
We’ll be ever so demure, all,
“Here’s your balance, sir,
Thank you and have a nice day.”

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