Upon Receiving A Late Night Guest Poem by Nat Z. Punx

Upon Receiving A Late Night Guest



she looked at me
you don't want to
i said
oh yeah i do, i'm drunk
she looked at me
then to the floor
it's like vultures
picking the bones of your soul
it happened
then she was gone
forever

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