No Poem by sean north

No



i don't want

to come home

to this
to this

to wedding bells
and ya Judas kiss

IF there's

n0t t0 much
we think. we miss.

sometimes

blind gets

seen as bliss

Like snakes
in grass to, smile
and hiss.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017
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