Praise putriD petalS anD
swalloW them wHOLE
so you don't have to TastE them
as they SLiDe Down your THroAt.
Sorrow's song bird
sings out of tune
For a life of regret
and horrible ruin.
Hum along
Hum along
This song is for us
The Beautiful Losers
in their broken down ruts.
-A.J.M.
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