crocodile crock.

June 14, 2016

You have them fooled,
like Caulfield’s phony-
guilty of that which
you accuse.
I have tasted your mouth,
your words
your ambitions.
But you are Elton John now
saying you,
meaning no one,
shedding crocodile tears
for love you never wanted.
Hiding in plain sight,
I see you.
Saying dreams,
meaning fame
but I know your real name.

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