Inheritable Stakes
the worse it gets, it gets “worser”
a better death is a misnomer
those greedy fingers
and trespassing eyes
the passing of a plate of lies
the only thing that’s shared —
a shovel that heaps dirt
over the “loved one’s” hurt
7/26/2018
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