please
don’t take
your overdose
of barbiturates
leaving
me
to scrap
your lifeless
body
from
my living room
floor
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That gasp you may have just heard was my breath rushing from me. This poetic punch in the guy is why poetry matters!
meant punch in the gut…but perhaps both are germane
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That gasp you may have just heard was my breath rushing from me. This poetic punch in the guy is why poetry matters!
meant punch in the gut…but perhaps both are germane