i saw a dead possum the other day
I can’t believe
you would do this to me
Sitting in silence, qui vive
that night New Year’s Eve
When you hung yourself
from a cucumber tree
Tragedy, they say
is a glass of Cabernet
Sweet kisses and spicy bites
we used to celebrate bastille day
I saw a dead possum,
it reminded me of you
and what you gave away
stupid stupid dumb
stupid stupid rum
stupid stupid income
I blame america
I blame your mom erica
I blame everything and nothing at the same time
it makes sense in my head
not to you youre dead
This poem is about:
Our world