D.W. Blake

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Rhymes for Kalynn, Corrected for Truth (Lonely for a Cajun Lover)

I look at Sunset and only see a thousand cars in queue
Is it only Louisiana eyes that see LA right through?
And like that gaze, with fancies I was taken
When I first met eyes with casual friendship

And from the swamp you’d claimed that you’d escaped
But only a darker swamp I fear you’ve escalate
Yet, like fan boats who birth the winds on which they’re sailing
You birth some silly poems when you’re a hardcore fan of cost-benefit analysis

With abundant enthusiasm for what you’ll do tomorrow
I’m afraid to ask if you have feelings I might borrow
Torquing dispositions, my spine so awkward straightened
Whenever I’m walking side by side with crippling despair

But for just a moment, allow me my sentimental semantics
To creak some light upon my true nature romantic
I proclaim it there upon my breast, emblazoned,
written clear the name, my muse: Solitude.