Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2016
Her
**** she said
You are a ***** with no batteries
Like a sword with no handle
Then a cup of coffee flew straight
To my left eye
**** she said, you are worthless
That night I went to the store
Beer and mezcal were on my mind
**** she said
I've been looking all over for you
What happened to your eye?
Let me kiss you she said
I left her place this time
Early morning.
Luis Mdáhuar
Written by
Luis Mdáhuar  Mexico
(Mexico)   
590
   ---, --- and Mote
Please log in to view and add comments on poems