the other side of life
--chocolate covered almonds,
drinking gin until your stomach is warm,
the smell of old books, and the
sound of rivers in the moonlight;
things that will never fade or change,
never disappear in a fog.
life is still lush on the other side.
I promise you,
I'll get there soon.
thank you. now you can go back to your sad poems and i will go back to worrying about you like i'm your god damn mother.
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ReplyDeleteI like this a lot
ReplyDeletechris u poet
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