Slide skin,
heat me up and
poison my mind,
killing this infection –
taking my life,
eating my dinner down,
tossing and
rawing my lips.
Come run with me;
now take me on.
Pull my choked-up,
wiped-down,
glass wheels fast.
Help me steer –
not too neat,
hot fumed,
slip-slide gravel.
Get under my skin,
do it dirty.
2010 Barry Comer – Illustration 2015
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Thank you Emily.
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Very powerful,and image,great post,excellent work
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Thank you Sheldon.
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Sex + Crime ! ;-))
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Rock n’ Roll
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Sure, in addition, why not ;-)))
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The holy trinity of some sort…
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100% agree ….
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that is a powerful post! Classic Barry style!
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Wow! You made be smile.
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Thank you Rebecca.
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Very cool. Love the drawing. It fits beautifully with hot fumed gravel.
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Thank you so much Richard.
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