Friday, June 16, 2017

ode 3

i could wish about you and me
now that we drift along so peacefully
sometimes caught up in forbidden glee
a welling beast of untamed sarcophony
and while you quell the roar of your apathy,
i'll be over here, preparing to flee
i mean,
just,
why won't you listen to me?

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