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more tasty poems to eat like candy
by Artur Desruisseauxpot pot, bang bang...
there's this moth that's circling my apartment right now
three square feet of death and dust and rust
why does he seek suicide like this?
"you'll burn if you reach the sun"
"stay away lil brave wings"
"say it aint so, jo jo"
the moth does what he has to do
the moth will not accept your apologies today
right on, right on
moth burns on the hot single lightbulb
never to be cleaned
09/26/2015 Posted on 09/26/2015
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