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I wear my jeans So worn they crumble At the span of my thighs Revealing sex and skin With every step To my Nina Simone tape While blues wails and moans Play faintly Through speakers in My car Brought from Goodwill $2000 No CD player Engine light stays on Gets me from school to My home Where the water rose high And the jazz plays Round the clock While I sip on ice tea And bake in the sun Till the day end And new life is begun.
