The Faux Pas Press #115
Aloha Tears
by Jason Fresh
I've got tapes stacked up.
Don't know how high they go.
I got a dragon for a momma
and a snake girl for my hoe.
Cigarettes
and a bonafide plant.
I got a monkey like a partner
and a labyrinth rant. Yeah.
I got aloha tears falling down my face.
I got North Shore protection but my tent has got no place.
I got every whisper - the aina is telling me.
It don't know how much longer I'll hold on -
but I know that I'll die free.
She grew weeds
with the waterpale scent.
She found love inside
him right before he went.
Now, she got virtue alimony
and hate for the rent.
Tonic lies
with finer thin hands.
Dirty Ole' Man said
she got pretty lines for that tan.
I got aloha tears falling down my face.
I got North Shore protection but my tent has got no place.
I got every whisper - the aina is telling me.
It don't know how much longer I'll hold on -
but I know that I'll die free.
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