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ALCOHOLIC INSECT ENCOUNTERS (dishwasher)
April 5th
#5
DISHWASHER
I don't know if that's
a wilted flower petal
or a disembodied cockroach wing
but I still have to clean the fucking thing
You can count on me cleaning the counters
despite wilted memories or insect encounters
In a way they are one and the same
with neither you nor I to blame
So indifferent our differences
Different yet the same
washed wishes in dishes
listening to glistening fame
And now I must say, as I recall
After I washed and wished away them all
and scrubbed off the filth from your soul
you promised to give me a fifth of alcohol
#5
DISHWASHER
I don't know if that's
a wilted flower petal
or a disembodied cockroach wing
but I still have to clean the fucking thing
You can count on me cleaning the counters
despite wilted memories or insect encounters
In a way they are one and the same
with neither you nor I to blame
So indifferent our differences
Different yet the same
washed wishes in dishes
listening to glistening fame
And now I must say, as I recall
After I washed and wished away them all
and scrubbed off the filth from your soul
you promised to give me a fifth of alcohol
Published 5th Apr 2018
Author's Note
This is about how the eternal dreams of love and hope can easily turn into a dystopian reality....have fun with that.....
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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5th Apr 2018 7:09am
Sorry, I only put this under extreme content because I used the word fuck or fucking in there somewhere and I'm trying to respect the rules. But I love using the word fuck, with all of its bastard variations, so it will stay if it can.....fuck on........
My brothers and sisters, FUCK ON.........................
My brothers and sisters, FUCK ON.........................
5th Apr 2018 4:26pm
that intro hit like a kick in the gut. strong little piece. I much enjoyed it.
5th Apr 2018 9:30pm
Fuckin A! - tis my favourite word it has so many good uses in emphasis :-))))))
another excellent poem of quality, fuckin excellent :-))))))))))))))))))))
another excellent poem of quality, fuckin excellent :-))))))))))))))))))))
17th Apr 2018 11:31pm
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