Mix together music, poetry, and angst and you’ve got? Friday Night Jukebox. A new bit where I write some free verse infused with songs/song lyrics to let off some steam from the week. If you’re not in the mood for verse with an attitude (it’s not politically correct), feel free to save your quarter and move on by.
Happy Friday!

Flip in two bucks;
nothing jingles like a
nice racked single.
Let the jukebox get you
out that rut.
Snuggle up to a
double-platinum butt.
A Savage Love
99% unavailable
but one percent low cut;
white t-shirt, high heels, braless flirt.
Don’t roll no thin blunts.
She’s A Midnight Special kinda cunt.
Get the genie out ya bottle,
All Mine, we masked from 9 to 9.
But, it’s 2 am time
that kinky kinda regret
verbally felt up.
I’m not dead yet
type electronic set.
Don’t play numb,
just crawl inside my
Possum Kindgom.
Love and music
can both be serial.
Hot legs, empirical;
this track’s Boss Material.
© 2022 | K.Hartless





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