Bad Poetry Friday

Bruised Words (c. 2/10/1998)

Drink your coffee

like you’re the last man on earth

smoke your cigarettes

like you’re giving birth

nicotine and coffee

destroy you slowly

and I turn on the TV

to another scandal

beating in the street

can’t drown you out

yelling obscenities at my heart

 

Notes: There are so many things wrong with this. I just can’t. I’m too busy laugh-crying over here.

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