M3m0ry Poem by Paul Storm

the only drug i am is red wine

a coward, a hero with 'no' as the answer

but then there is tv

why does time tick on, for

we die a little

we give a little

a little drop of blood, semen, love

and so it is when i say

i love you

please don't go

but you will

even tu ally

and you will

and i will

accept my justifications

excuses of universe lost

and try to write something,

for you, a memory of you, of us

and there you have it

anthor life

another reason

for living, dying