Sunday, February 17, 2013

LoPoWriMo #17



A Love Poem


At last,
Jorge was finally
able to define

LOVE

Love was
the smell of
vomit
chunky blood
and green diarrhea
spattered
across the floor
and bathroom wall








Posted by William James at 2:56 AM

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