Your name is like liquor;
It burns my throat.
Whenever I say it
I fear I might choke.
Only used sparingly
But now I'm addicted.
And all of this pain
Is all self-inflicted.
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Sounds of a Fish Attempting to Scale a Skyscraper
Poesía*Finished - first anthology in the Skyscrapers series* Hold fast onto life For it soon slips by. Find the things you love And hold onto them tight. But not too tight, For sometimes they leave Or find something more interesting To shove up their sle...
