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July 12th, 2013 § 0 comments

Poem #180 for Kym Pappas

 

It burns so horribly
the heart
the esophagus
the stomach is on fire

It sounded so good
then smelled so good
now I am not feeling so good

The indigestion and gas and nausea
edible barbed wire
tearing along the way, down the tube
everywhere inside
making me regret what once tasted
so wonderful

This agony
from consuming
late night drunken pizza
extra garlic extra gluttony extra agony

af

(written in little notebook drunk and in pain)

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