(12-17-02)
Did you feel
Last night
Tugging on your
Heart strings?
Yeah, that was me
On the other end,
Meat hook in my guts,
Dangling like a
Disemboweled puppet,
A fish drowning in air.
Is that why
You sent her?
To nurse my wounds,
Patch me up,
Stop the flow........
Or something
A bit more
Selfish.
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