the sieve and the sand

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it was.

i’d give meaning to this poem through a profound title, but then again i could just leave you all wondering if this was really his story.

poetry

they’ll get to you if you let them to
under your skin slowly mocking you
claiming VD when all you got was
scabies and your friends run for
their preverbal lives knowing an STD
is just a prettier acronym for what
they probably had coming in being
your friend.

August 4, 2010 Roger Mugs Tagged it was. Leave a comment
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