wasn['t feeling the poem i posted in this space earlier, replaced it with an older one.
Elegy for a Gold Digger
Tell me, lately have you seen
A girl gone missing
Went by the name of Kitty Green
Might’ve passed through town
She would dip in and out
But never reached a shore beyond the scene
I first met her on the floor
Where she was crowned in glitter pour
A typical school-end teenage prom queen
Soon enough, time came and went
Flipping through the months like pages of a magazine
Men borrowed her, normally, older guys
Who forgot and liked to know
The feeling of, what it’s like
To be stuck, well in between
The wishful walls of seventeen
Through record halls,
Behind movie screens,
Round revolving doors of bored hotels and art-filled galleries
There were brightly blurry days, star-lit lonely nights
She walked them in and out
But never grew the legs to flee the scene.
Elegy for a Gold Digger
Tell me, lately have you seen
A girl gone missing
Went by the name of Kitty Green
Might’ve passed through town
She would dip in and out
But never reached a shore beyond the scene
I first met her on the floor
Where she was crowned in glitter pour
A typical school-end teenage prom queen
Soon enough, time came and went
Flipping through the months like pages of a magazine
Men borrowed her, normally, older guys
Who forgot and liked to know
The feeling of, what it’s like
To be stuck, well in between
The wishful walls of seventeen
Through record halls,
Behind movie screens,
Round revolving doors of bored hotels and art-filled galleries
There were brightly blurry days, star-lit lonely nights
She walked them in and out
But never grew the legs to flee the scene.
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