I am the best at writing poems.
Pretty much the best that I know of.
Oh wait
just a minute, just a minute
You see I can start a sentence here
and finish it here.
Love is letting go of yellow balloons in an underwater
minefield.
Death is the crayon marked “Macaroni and Cheese”
Love is bad
Love is really really bad,
Especially when the night is dark and the rain is wet.
I use words like teeth and tiresome and terse
Oh, let me rephrase that
Teeth set tersely against words words words undulating tiresome- ly
I can make ten million out of you
You see? Don’t you?
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