It's Like Drowning Poem by Genevieve Surrender

It's Like Drowning



It's like drowning
in a well,
the day your mother
threw away
your favourite tricicle.

Late night
and general worry
of europe
make an egotistical,
schitzophrenic poet
babble,
like the school girl she is.

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