POEM: dead under water

I don’t really love anybody
at the moment that pleasure
is denied me due to scar tissue
loss of control issues plus
the obviouse absence
of a femaly worthy of this carcass
whom I would care to live up to

the remains is noise in the background
a very distant heart
buried under the corpse of my son

Author: krabat

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