the words left behind
Warning: this poem has crude humor. -realizing you’re out of ketchup when you thought you had more trying to write a poemwhen nothing comes tomind reminds mewhen you’re lookingforward to eatingketchup like on your friesonly to findthat the ketchupis low in the bottlelike low tidewhen you wantedhigh tidewhen you were upat five a.m. fishing with… Read more
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