A junk poem

Wed, 12/13/2017 - 12:10 -- kibesso

There's nothing better

Than the feeling I used to get

To stick myself

with a thought

a word

or a needle

but the needle

was the best

and it served me well

it washed me in blood

and bathed me in worms

and gave me the beauty of a maggot

This poem is about: 
Me

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