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There's Always Next Year
by V. Blakepersonally, my love,
i blame Hallmark.
if I had spent even one Valentines Day
with my head in a book
instead of a greeting card,
i don't think we'd find ourselves
in this little predicament.
i mean, how was i to know
that they could get away
with being so grossly inaccurate
for all these years?
so baby, I'm sorry,
but i'm a little embarrassed to admit
that i was wrong to tell my friends
you were as heartless as my last girl.
apparently i was just confused
about the shape i should have found
after i drained the final drops
of blood out from your corpse.
01/30/2010 Author's Note: Valentine's Day Hell contest entry.
Posted on 01/30/2010
Copyright © 2024 V. Blake
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 01/30/10 at 06:15 PM It's perfectly grim and I love it. Invest in tarps -they're live savers!!! |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 01/30/10 at 09:42 PM Funny; alot of MEN blame Hallmark. Valentine's Day is a myth. Well done! |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/30/10 at 11:23 PM "apparently i was just confused
about what i should have found
after i drained the final drops
of blood out from your corpse. " Oh, ouch, ouch, ouch..... Loved this.
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