‘happy valentime's day, '
I slurred to my shadow
as we both swigged
our respective bottles.
Love overdosed
in a gutter,
dry-heaving and clenching
her agonized abdomen.
like all fiends
we suffer our
slow motion suicides
and depart,
gracelessly.
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