and now for two COMEPLETELY different


I open it


Checking first

That no one sees

I open it

A sigh escapes

I stare

At half mast eyes

And lips tossed wide


I’ve opened it

and I’ve opened me

I close my eyes



Again and again and again

Chalk it up to one less friend

Over and over and over, I’m sure

There’s gotta be some untest cure

It’s getting to point where I don’t feel it funny

They stick on my skin like flies to sweet honey

After everything I just heard them say…

I feel like I need to go bathe.


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