Zemblanity Poem by Mackenna Gaeta

Zemblanity



We left each other wayside bruises
You more than me.

Graveyarded apologies
Backpedalled venom

Get a taste of this dollar store greatness.

I'm not alone
Bet you always thought I'd never have it in me.

Burned down oblivion.

Maybe that's Paradise.

Thursday, March 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration,love,surreal
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