Fake on

Fake on

A Poem by Captain Goldpants

She's got her fake on

those leather boots
and ripped denim skirt
she's looking in the eye
but she's talking to the sky
wide open
 
all the same
you're just a game
to play and
break you down
those leather boots
those looks
those words
those sounds
 
when you hit the ground again
face first
she's won again

© 2008 Captain Goldpants


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Legion, this IS intended as a part of a song! I may record it and amend the lyrics. It is a droney Velvet Underground type of thing�

Posted 17 Years Ago


Sounds like a back and forth, love/hate thing with both of you wanting the last punch. T
This is disturbing to me as if HE wrote it. Good write non the less. You got a rise out of me.
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My cat typed that last line of periods stepping on my keyboard.

Posted 18 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

love - hate! the boots are fake but they still turn you on. nice description - definitely angry. time to take back some control. love the way you turn the end around, entirely self aware.

Posted 18 Years Ago


Devious. Like it. Sounds like it could be part of song. :)

Posted 18 Years Ago



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Added on February 8, 2008

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Captain Goldpants
Captain Goldpants

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It's just ridiculous!Feb 29, 2008 - Apr 1, 2008 Perennial traveller of the soul and other lost continents. Seeking those of pure heart and fishnet stocking for adventures in sleazy motels and makin.. more..