I offer my spine
to the midnight couch
And my trousers
to the stone-cold floor
I drown all patience
in Saturday’s wine.
And maim my poetry
until
it is
no more.
Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 11:29 AM UTC
I offer my spine
to the midnight couch
And my trousers
to the stone-cold floor
I drown all patience
in Saturday’s wine.
And maim my poetry
until
it is
no more.
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