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John Koroko May 2016
She read me a poem
On her bed
We kept our clothes
But I was sure
We had made love
John Koroko Apr 2016
Pitiful Punks
Pustules on Perfect
John Koroko Apr 2016
I want to live in a garden
And sleep in a hammock
A silent observer in my little ecosystem
Spiders will take care of mosquitoes
As I drink myself into a stupor
Communing with the birds

I will pass peacefully
My garden will consume me
The remains will feed my favourite tree

I want to be a garden.

— The End —