Like A Fungus Poem by Quênia Lalita

Like A Fungus



now you are just another dream
lodged in the back of my mind like a fungus

now i am just another mistake you made
floating around that Robert Burns statue

now there's no use in hoping
for anything to be like it once was

now there's no use in crying
for days that are dead and buried in a sea of lies

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