Monday, May 7, 2012

The Beggar Poet ..

has a mouse as
his pet gnawing
the soul of poetry
on the internet
one finger
hitting the keys
deleted doomed
always in her debt
her heart once
was a room to let
she kept me
for sometime
than wiped
her pompous
posterior
using my
emotions
as tissue
paper
flushed
me down
her blue
toilet
what
you give
in return
is not
what
you get
moments
of diabolical
delusions
i wont
ever forget

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