Elijah Sneeze

by grimbeau


Please speak ill of me

When I am gone

We can agree on

that at least…

same sarcastic shite

rings in my mind’s crusty ear

at times like this when

flounders mock a flatfish…

imaginary arguments

ring true like now

I blow my mind’s nose


Why the ellipses…?

Wring out the paper mawkish

Tears of afternoon

Make the best of shit

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