The emptiness hurts
Like a brain freeze
and a sunburn
and sand in your eyes
and a sore throat
and stubbing your toe
and a kick in the *****
all at once.
Today I want to chop up love.
Nov 13, 2011
Nov 13, 2011 at 3:32 AM UTC
The emptiness hurts
Like a brain freeze
and a sunburn
and sand in your eyes
and a sore throat
and stubbing your toe
and a kick in the *****
all at once.
Today I want to chop up love.
This poem was written as a contribution to the Adopt a Metaphor experiment. The metaphor adopted here was "chop up love".
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