pick your poison…

medicatedlady and lost blossoms

she placed
what
remained
of his dreams
upon
the old cookstove
and
made
a stew of sorrow
for
what had been
denied
none
of his writings
were
ever published
because
she said
his
literary sense
was
nonsense
and furthermore
all
great poets
were dead
he
hesitated
when
she offered him
a drink

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