we are cancerous at twilight,
armed with four hungry chambers
& too many inside jokes.
we are sloppy yesterdays,
soggy butter fingers
releasing moments;
free me,
free you,
free doom.
Author notes
Prompt : Run.
It's a bit short and brief.
Sorry.
=(
A contest entry
- 10 poets. It is one of those heart breaking mondays. by shecantstopfalling..
600 points, ended July 30, 7 entries
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Comments
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ohhh shiz this is good.
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I really like this. The first part is my favourite.
"we are cancerous at twilight,"
-- lovely♥
good luck in the contest
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