Saturday, May 20, 2017

6 Pills

I hate that best
and chest rhyme.
I always want to find the cliche in it.


I wish you the best, with a pain in my chest.
Don't walk away now, no I can't see you frown.

Gagged. Saliva.

No, really, I just can't listen to that.

Too dramatic?

I don't know.

Riley Welch

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