A loose evergreen tie
Fixed with duct tape
Don't duck with
A tint of a hint of Escape
On the creases of my neck
No white lie
Here's why
She's coming by.
Is bi
To tangle between
Satin bedsheets
With her hands, she strangles
The heck out of my throat
What's next?
A candlelit chandelier
Red wine worth ten times
It's time
To find
The one
In crime
For more than fun
Than a feeling
A villain
Vivian,
I'd worship at your altar
But you're taller
So I'll offer
My body
Your body
Tangled
In bedsheets
For the season
Sin in September
And you're under the weather
We can
Pretend
We're married
You'll be screaming
While I'm feenin
You'll pretend you're leaving
I'll memorize every moment
That silence
slices
deadweight
It's late
Let's date
We'll be friends
Until the bitter end
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The Lonely Position of Neutral
PoetryBen's throat cancer has returned. Living a lonely life, he found a woman he loves but finds out she's been unfaithful. Ben starts to think the lonely position of neutral isn't that bad. He writes poems and dialogue narratives. Will Ben survive cance...
