Bittersweet - Poem by Lily Espinosa
It's a bit like coffee really,
For one thing to go right,
another must go wrong
-or perhaps a few.
stop what little progress there may be.
A few steps forward,
A couple million back
My schizoid imaginaries launch their attack,
Down with Achelois, Aphrodite and Apollo,
Your sadistic mouth begins to swallow.
Float around in their twisted glee
Just don't drown,
And make sure, we don't see.
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