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


One Response to “Glutted”

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

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