Friday, September 7, 2018

Not Exactly Valentine

She trusts me but she turns
Her back on me o no
Not another cat phyric victory
 
I was just trying to digest the world
But I keep throwing up
In my mouth a little
 
It’s not disgust exactly
Because I love this world
It’s just having to eat
 
Such rotten meat
To get to the dessert
Another swallow of wine
 
Another nibble of bread
Standing at some altar
Straining to hear what is said

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