I can walk the pavement
flask in hand
in total derangement.
Until the pavement loses my feet,
flask flung out of hand,
and now I'm lying in a pool full of blood on the street.
beep. beep.
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Maeve's Poetry
PoesíaThis is a bundle of my poems. Yes, those I write too. Feedback is always allowed! These poems may not be pretty, and some may be. These poems are the plump heart to darkness and light. Red, and grim, but still beating, and now in your hand, I give y...
Look Both Ways
I can walk the pavement
flask in hand
in total derangement.
Until the pavement loses my feet,
flask flung out of hand,
and now I'm lying in a pool full of blood on the street.
beep. beep.
