Rock Me Punk

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I heard your hands

begged them

come

play your bare, raw notes

where none exist

on my nakedness

create impure riffs

inciting shivers

I cannot control

make me ache

and rock along

sliding under

your tawdry punk beat

bucking with

your delinquent rhythm

my high notes

hitting your low notes

slams of coked stanzas

blowing my mind

blare your sounds

ripping my senses

from my skin

until nothing is left

of me

©MidwestFantasy

04/20/2018

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(Today is my birthday , and I just wanted to rock it the way I know best.  I am what I am, and this kind of writing just makes me happy. )

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