Third story balconyIt all tumbles down
like a sad sunset
a glued up glob of orange
Glimmer, shimmer
Cigarette, spray paint
Silver, green burns
Brown bottles downed
Everything is funny
Way up here
Paper skinny
Cartoon tall
Eye sockets growing shadowy
over a soiled grin
Your horrified face looks like
a Black Cat firecracker in the bottom
of a Halloween bag
Your tricky as a wall full of African masks
trying to paint an outline in street colors
With your sense of humor
and prankster ways, it is as funny as bubble gum
Cold, frosty, pink and blue
If a steam roller flattened you any flatter
you'd be a tick of juicy fruit for the devil
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