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Untitled 9/17/07

by Meagan Green



Camel sours
and bloody
fucking nightmares,
and a sense of
self so intricate,
but lacking.

Built myself
a wall of bricks
and now
it's cracking.

Gingerale drinks
and beautiful
little everythings,
and the smell of
fire so hot in here,
it's freezing.

09/17/2007

Posted on 09/18/2007
Copyright © 2024 Meagan Green

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 09/18/07 at 12:22 PM

creates an unsettling feeling. vivid and kinda creepy. nicely done.

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