THE BUTT’S BUT..

It was a smokescreen
Or a windowpane
Or the spiral of butt
It all seemed mixed
In the spiral of twists
Curly, groovy
And voluptuous maybe
It was the fag’s fad
Or it was just a fad
Well, it didn’t matter
As long as it was in
High-fiving or driving
To the limits of brash
In the mad precincts
In the high of king size
Hallucinating it big
As if you were the one
Beyond and in
Running your life
Or running from it
Well, it didn’t matter
As long as it was in
In the street fashion mix
Of smoking every worry
Life sucked you
Or you sucked life
You never bothered
About this reciprocity
You didn’t have time
Or you just ignored
A screen of smoked rings
On your windowpane
In your living quarters
Or just beneath you
The butt’s but
Was never a concern
In those days of
I, me and myself
And its confused chores
The fag’s fad or just a fad
Anything it was
But a youthful rebellion

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

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