#133 (the whole history of your liver)


fallen from a

babbling tongue

rolling down

my round shoulders

rotting behind

my ass

like I give a shit

yet I do

scraping at my pride

but the whole history

of your liver

makes me shiver

as pride turns to pity

my thoughts mix with

the yarn I’ve been threading

for years to remember

empathy like cool embers

against your flares

of rage

some sage

to quiet my head

I wrote some lines


10th February 2017


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