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Glutted

Biting grotesque narcissism
A drenched and sodden trail
Unhealing scars of love
I don’t need you forever
Only for as long
As I can glut you
For every last thing
In this world
Every burgundy drop of life
You hold of value

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This entry was posted on February 5, 2011 at 2:53 am and is filed under poetry with tags . You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

One Response to “Glutted”

  1. Nancy Says:
    February 26, 2011 at 9:24 am

    I had to come back and read it again… “grotesque narcissism…” just awesome.

    Reply

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