air is poison
she woke with itchy eyes
water is poison
she woke with raw throat
food is poison
she puked and puked and puked
hell--why not
smoke 77 cigarettes by sunrise?
she hacked and coughed
and spat
why not nuke this
lunatic planet?
she died alone in a laundry mat
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And drowned in chocolate!
July 8th
Odd poem.
April 2nd
Why not indeed?
Jun 5, '08