My Lovely Leg Iron Poem by Neil Solan

My Lovely Leg Iron



You're my weed
So what do you see?
I house you
And you choke me.

I can't go straight
But it's alright,
The Batman in my town
Is afraid of heights.

So take me home
And leave me alone,
Don't try to call
Via foot or phone.

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