Saturday, January 31, 2015

sunset sonnet 1



life sometimes is such a whore
sinks you at the hem of shore
what hind and what fore
tides tides tides more
brine seeping into core
what venom did it bore
guts grind, stomach roar
slime, puke oh! what a gore
who knows what else is in store
life sometimes is such a whore

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