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Pride Ed
Poems
Dec 2015
I Wanted to be a (Love) Poem
but I’m just buckshot
caught in a sonnet,
and there’s just too many
shotgun shells
in my diction.
There’s gangrene
in my carrion verses;
each word, a gaping
wound of its own
shrapnel design,
****-filled and leaking
through wrinkled
notebook paper.
A putrid smell instead of
cheap perfume lingers
on sealed envelopes, —
dried blood
in lieu of a wax seal...
waiting to be opened,
and pressed to a numb chest,
where the infection
can spread again,
and again.
#sad
#depression
#hate
#writing
#loveless
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Pride Ed
Ohio
(Ohio)
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